In
these last days
young
hearts sat at in vinyl thrones
under
steel mast and vacant crows nest.
Resting
in primordial dressing
Taught
hands glazed with sea and sun.
Steep
stone cay crashing into salty waters
Reflecting
the warm fluid firmament of heaven,
Ringed
with scrubby green brushes,
Followed
by the moon, the stars and the sky.
Alone
at the edge of the deep blue something
the
horizon within reach before us
restraints
slouching far behind.
No
concerns of rations, of consequence
Of
ethics or justice or peace.
Summoned
paradise, fitted for freedom.
Kings
and queens of alternate dimensions
For
this we were born, for this we would die.
Every
eye could see, every heart could hear
The
other side unfurled
Blessing
unveiled fears released.
Subtle
slick hull slicing through deep blue forever
Havana
daydreams full of grace.
All
was possible, the books laid open
Dominion
that does not pass away
Wholeness
that is nothingness
Lines
between in and out ceased.
The
ship could have sailed through the sky
Our
gleam could have carried the ship on a solar wind
Hearts
of fiery flames
Cries
were not cautioned now
Abundance
without an opposite reaction.
Everyday apocalypse not of inestimable
horror
An
ascending pursuit of redemption.
Crouched
in blue sea bliss
Reaching
out to touch the edge of being,
Transgress
the realm of fear
We
found the enchanted isle where not could not be.
Plunged
off the edge into warmth pain suspended
Thrilled
by soaring heartbeats
Passions
of salty goodness
Liberation
by trust
An
alpha and an omega of the eternal trip.
We
who once were but strangers are now householders
Embracing
the tides, kissing the sea lion
Seeking
the shore across the sea.
by jag
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