When I am Gone,
Yes, Have Passed Away,
Cremate My Body
And Then I Pray
You’ll Spread My Ashes
Or’ The Sea,
For That Is Where
I Long To Be.
I May Be Gone
And Yet I Feel
I'll Always Stand
Before The Wheel.
And I’d Like To Know
I’m In God’s Hands
To Guide My Ship
Where He Commands.
By Hjalmar Savikko
(Written aboard the Martha Marie)