On the sea of your self
Lost in a sea of silence,
Swept by a wave of non-sound,
Your attention is the prow
That breaks the ice
Of the everlasting ocean.
Each word is a shard
That bursts
Out of your encounter
With the void,
Slicing your mental envelope
And baring your vulnerable core.
Lost in the shape of your self,
Your land away,
Unreachable and
Invisible in the scope
Of your mind's eye,
And yet, you live,
You fly, survive
And thrive on the beauty
Of that sea journey.