Showing posts with label shuddering sea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shuddering sea. Show all posts

Friday, July 31, 2015

From Wails to the Shuddering Sea


When I wonder
do we first think
we Are
welcome to the world?

From the abyss
of a watery womb
we hear
outside
of Us
we know
when words fail
we wail
upon arrival
into blinding light
from maternal night

Immobile and trapped
in our scaly shells
worn by the tides
we call Time
we wither
from glass to grain
too small to complain
anymore
utter
nonsense
We forget

Shards and slices
pieces of Us
that cut to the race
humanity
drops of sea
expire We
at the finish line
of memory
shuddering 
blindly
in our final victory
drowned 
in revelry.



Image By Koga Harue, Koga Harue, 1929 (died in 1933) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.


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