A Mariner's Tale

"A Mariner's Tale"

 

There is magic happening here

That my Cancer's sensibilities

Delight in

As I am naturally drawn towards

Rivers, lakes, oceans

For what more primal force

On earth is there than

The flowing of a river,

More constant than the centuries

They carve and shape -

Their slow, gurgling laughter

Brings me to tranquility

As does the sun reflected in

The waves that crest a lake

Like sapphires made fluid,

Only to turn to a mirror of

Dark obsidian beneath the moon.

Erie, Yellowstone, Ontario,

Michigan and Pontchartrain -

I have looked for the Lady

Who lives in them all

And I have stood ankle-deep

In the North Sea,

Connected through it to the open ocean

And the lifeblood of the planet,

So vast in its entirety that

I felt a sense of finally belonging

To something greater than myself

But also a respectful fear -

For the seas, too, have their furies

And who knows what secrets

Lay in the depths of the sea

And who knows what secrets

Lay in the depths within me.

Reviews

[J.K.P.]

This was a beautiful piece, thank you for submitting it in my contest! :]