May 12, 2010
Voyage is over. We’ve found the shore.
Solid land with sand in my hand.
We’ve made it to journey’s end.
I close my eyes as tears seep through.
I hold you in my arms tightly.
I never want to let go.
Night falls and the stars above shine down.
Rays from heaven sparkle in your eye.
The moon reflects in the ocean, light on the water.
The air is still, and cold, and my body feels the warmth from your breast.
You hum a lullaby more magic and calming than the open ocean.
Your black pearl anklet, a reminder of those lost.
The forgotten souls over the oceans and mountains.
Destroying the past.
Erasing ourselves and becoming blank files.
Why can’t you sleep at night.
What thoughts and images plague your soul?
Will you fight till the end of time?
The waves become mountains, and you drown yourself in the black ocean, raising from the deep to swallow you.
Why is this our journey’s end?
Why am I alone?
I am alone now.
I wait by the shore, gazing into the horizon.
A glimpse of heaven, a glimpse of you.
The trees creak and say words. I ask them if it is you.
Faces in the shadow.
Signs of your love?
I must follow.
My journey must end.
I follow you through the garden of oblivion.
I am swallowed by the sea.
I have reached my journey’s end.