The man and the sea

Infinite, he offered vauntingly

I stood, frozen in time

Miniscule sand beneath me

Turquoise above, all I could stammer was – lonely

He laughed at the offence

Reclined and waved high

Do you not see my swain

Shore & rocks – my romance?

Mates that you cannot mate…

Allude and flow back

Vile and horrible yours

If, this is the fate;

Beyond the horizon lies

Lie is your pursuance.

Inadvertent your sins may be

And suffer you in penance.

And what lies in you,

O man so mortal?

With soul enigmatic and

Secrets dark colossal.

Is your heart so barren

That no flowers shall bloom

Am I to have no fragrance

Let alone ennui and gloom?

To he, who holds Atlantis

To live is no mystery

For the story happed,

To you, and yesterday is history.

Sunny, was it when Columbus

Set sail, how Vikings fought

Were they oh-so-brave?

How far did they go, when

The sun was pale, did hang

They albatross, did they, grave?

O mighty, Poseidon!

Your waves do steer

To seek your treasures

And elude your wrath

Unfathomed profundity we fear.

What of me, the ephemeral

Death will binge before

The verve, yarns are yours

And legends eternal.

Say what you may

But truth cannot be vary

For deep inside you rot

Hideous world of agony

And promises that you parry.

When your tears run dry

And roads beckon no more

Come to me, my fellow traveler

Hitherto untraveled this

Path, only us can be ally…