Finding oneself adrift upon the open seas,
no anchor to hold steadfast,
no sail to maintain a course.
In the depths below unsolved mysteries
In the heaven above eternal light bestowed
The current moves this vessel forward.
Towards a destination uncharted yet predetermined
Music from the waters passing the sirens of mythology.
Eyes are closed and forward momentum gained.
Yonder a shoreline abruptly the ship rests,
Upon an outer sand bar giving hope for a new adventure
Now upon land traveling towards the east
Again the sea is reached forcing a directional shift
Venturing north,
south same result
Land mass surrounded by the oceans allure.
Rock formation abound silhouettes form.
Algae lay upon the surface,
resembling a blanket covering
The largest shape appears as if a cape is worn.
One that may have been discarded by Neptune himself.
Now shadows form as clouds play peek-a-boo with the sun,
coolness prevails.
Darkness is now seen in the midday moments,
sense a storm approaching with its full force.
Thoughts now shift to focus on the land,
barren, no fruit life withdrawn.
Question arises
return once again to the ship
remain upon the land
What is best?
To return to the ship an endless journey.
To remain on land is to be swallowed by the surge.
Decision made…. once again adrift….
Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 2:51 PM UTC
Finding oneself adrift upon the open seas,
no anchor to hold steadfast,
no sail to maintain a course.
In the depths below unsolved mysteries
In the heaven above eternal light bestowed
The current moves this vessel forward.
Towards a destination uncharted yet predetermined
Music from the waters passing the sirens of mythology.
Eyes are closed and forward momentum gained.
Yonder a shoreline abruptly the ship rests,
Upon an outer sand bar giving hope for a new adventure
Now upon land traveling towards the east
Again the sea is reached forcing a directional shift
Venturing north,
south same result
Land mass surrounded by the oceans allure.
Rock formation abound silhouettes form.
Algae lay upon the surface,
resembling a blanket covering
The largest shape appears as if a cape is worn.
One that may have been discarded by Neptune himself.
Now shadows form as clouds play peek-a-boo with the sun,
coolness prevails.
Darkness is now seen in the midday moments,
sense a storm approaching with its full force.
Thoughts now shift to focus on the land,
barren, no fruit life withdrawn.
Question arises
return once again to the ship
remain upon the land
What is best?
To return to the ship an endless journey.
To remain on land is to be swallowed by the surge.
Decision made…. once again adrift….