Shipwreck
by Astrikos
Perhaps eventually you’ll see the way
the wind blows steadily,
shaking the silver fog
away from everyone’s silent eyes,
filled with sharp stars.
And one day, there will be miles
to cross before you keep
whatever there was you cared about
before your eternal sleep.
In the thrashing metallic water
that whips creamy waves and
throws fresh foam over and over again,
you can feel the power of the restless ocean deep.
No raft can save you, splinters and raw drift,
from the heavy waves that can
drag you into a forever sleep.
If you must float carefully on the surface,
and throw away your thoughts of your own significance,
and lie calmly until the ocean carries you to shore;
in your mind, there will be raging waves and cold sprays of shattered hopes,
but the ocean will set you free,
not so gently upon the sand.
It’s up to you, the ocean roars,
how you treat this land.
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