I cannot feel the sea anymore;
The wild soothing breath of the waves
Shaking me at my very core,
And the fires in the misty caves
Casting shadows over cold walls
For lonely hearts to feed their visions.
I cannot hear its ancient calls;
How then will this grim indecision
Plaguing vessels which carry life
Be lifted over Poseidon’s house
If Day and Night play cat and mouse
And husbands can’t yet see their wife…?
Where have you gone my dear mother?
Of your flowing gown and all its pearls
Remains nothing after the ebb…
In the mirror of the sky’s infinite web
Twisting, turning, it spins and whirls,
Proudly patient, ever waiting for each other.
Love your craft and conversely.