sail the long day
stream of time
on the waters of my mind
brave the storm front
black cloud thoughts
the port
the journey comes to nought
the sea flows to the edge of earth
then plunges down
toward darker birth
here be dragons
warns the map
yet rudderless the sails do flap
sails of flesh and hull of bones
the captain steers
by will alone
time's current brung him to this sea
the sands of damned mortality
some say that on the golden sands
shining angels singing stand
and moor the ships
with ropes of light
to islands of intense delight
that burn like fires - distant bright
amid the twinkling skies of night
but LO i'v also heard the tale
on night winds blown
un-earthly wail
with sea foam voice
tormented tones
we sail our days
alone alone
until the ship with creaking groan
Breaks and sinks below the waves
forever lost in silent graves.
