Imagine a sailor,
standing tall,
at the helm of his ship,
His figure appearing
to touch a monstrous thunderstorm above,
His eyes holding
the arrival of
a wild beckoning wave
inside a blue torrential sea;
But the sailor does not flinch
when the heavens decide
to tear the sea open
He instead, steps forward,
to peak into the darkness
of a deep funneling void
And laughs!
Knowing, how swiftly
He shall sail past it,
Knowing, many such voids
Will be long forgotten.
