A thousand answers
25 September 2020
The question mattered
unanswered it dug away
into my mind’s eye
Port to port I roamed
a deeply drunken sailor
veiled knowledge my quest
The ship sailed onwards
a ghostly trace of itself
against moonlit skies
Cells resonated
reverberating thunder
Lightning struck in soul
New realms unfolding
in the space within my heart
rose up to the helm
A thousand answers
spilled into my yearning mind
tracing shining lines
Reading of the poem:
Hammock – Circular As Our Way (Silencia)
Geetha Balvannanathan's Blog - Isis Tratum