Under a dog star sail

Sting Why should I cry for you? 

 

Winged heels

Forever chase

Mornings rose hue horizion

All in attempts

To keep his eyes on

An elusive mirage

The promise of peace

Prometheus punished

For giving fire to man

Shackled wrists

Longing to grasp

But desperate to release

The precious quicksilver kiss

The fleeting coats

Searing dissipation

Mixed with euphoric

Elation

He knew

A ship is safe in harbor

But that’s not what ships are for

So he sailed the tempest tossed

Longing to see forever

While longing forever for the shore

In the distant dissonance

It has to be

A safe portage lies

For he

Yet seething madman’s howl

Smashes the breaking oceans hiss

He unfurls the sail as

Laughing command

Over absent crew

While the bow

Breaks the troubled water