ocean – The Light is On

The Republic

Gasping, choking among refuse and wreckage, crawling out of waves like hammer strokes, the sunset at our backs and broken masts silhouetted...

Signed, with love, an enemy...

Awake and dreaming here where daylight fades...

silent breaths together lie still...

Take flight the conquering hero...

Waves rolling under iron-forged skies, clouds fighting to hold back the sun...

Suddenly the wind stops, sails fall empty against the mast and over worlds unknown we drift...

After the sun falls into the sea it lingers in our skin...

Etched into driftwood and cast away, messages to some future soul seeking a glimmer of truth...

I walked hand in hand with a ghost, suspended together in time above a thousand worlds passing us by...

All that can be said has faded away and still we stand here, each waiting for the other to speak...

The bite came bloodless, tearing away at a dead soul in search of fire...

A stirring in primeval shadows, given out to dreams that fell from the sky. Blind eyes know only the promise of light...

Softly the last vestige of light fades from eyes filled with gray years, gazing through an open window out to sea...

And to the ship with sails unfurled on red horizons said the wind, ‘Come follow me’...