Wednesday, 18 May 2011

sic incipit traegedia hominis moderni: here begins the tragedy of modern man

Here begins the fatal blow
As impact in the soul
The force dispelled the anchor
And now the ship cannot moor

Cannot but float aimlessly
The crew scans horizons
Engages in futile activity
Rest not a possibility

And so the pretense
That this is how it should be
But it is not
The ship now so lost

So far from the bay of sight
The bay of remembrance
The place that shelters
In an embrace of coastland

The line of your shoulders
Arms outstretched
Your body sunk into the deep
Becomes the anchor we cast away

Hope strikes the seabed
And is embedded in the soul
Harbour, home, high seas
Balance is restored

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