Eternal Bliss

Deep down the horizon in the gorge of night Beastly clouds roar loud over the sea of might, Utter silence of death larks the fear of plight Silhouette of solitude beyond the reach of sight.

Be it the crest or trough, sends chill in the spine Mortals run around while the mast holds fine, Churn rakes the xebec, only the bolts to shine Moaning of water as eternal as an age old wine.

Just a man on deck with many lines over the face One each for the truth that his eyes have embrace, Shoulders though stooped, a stature full of grace As stoic as mountain that beats time and space.

Wild briny splashes drenched the beard so white No flicker of lashes deep brown eyes that's so bright, Not a sense of life, just rats in an unworthy fight Quiet war cry rambles, no break in fluttering kite.

Bewildered sea breaks shackles, incisors ready to tear Gusty winds knock down taming, red eyes look for fear, Clouds that bear all lament hogwash all unclear Heart that beats sans dismay drives the boat so near.

Nature gives up brawl and lifts up hope so high Sun shines brimmed with glee to paint a spotless sky, Torment wiped off like an impetuous bird that fly Soul that touched the sand have never felt so shy.