the door swung open
gusts of wind pushing be back
as I stumble from the force
yes it is true
I have witnessed a tempest
my hair whips my face from the gales
chills ripple under my skin from the freezing air
yes it is a tempest
such a commanding storm
the walls creak from the dominating weather
such a beautiful violence

crabbing boats
some with pots
some with sails

across the blue mirror
across a blue heaven
across the welded horizon

each word is a forever-cusp
re-read for tomorrow

tomorrow being followed
by catch-up hearts.

escape turned into rescued
the Divine hand reaching in

the touch of eternity
on the finite road.

going deep down for experience
coming up for song

a way to travel
the unseen road

a bobbing island
shorelines sea swept

a little more strength
a deeper ocean

regurgitated flotsam
a sailors boots

a star for daylight
candle flames for night

darkening shadow
cloud formation

a moon to wane
a dream forgot