Day 1341, looking far ahead.
When I go down
from this height
I slowly loose
the route
I chose
to follow
Day 1256, rising seas
In case of an emergency
hang the lifebuoy straight
in its holder on the wall
and proceed
to the exit
Day 1126, behind the mountains.
The sea is calm
the horizon still far away
behind the mountains
I presume
Nochrisis
Day 1124, between the islands.
A road that ends
where the sea begins
no one is here anymore
they sailed to search
between the islands
the purpose of their life
Nochrisis
Day 1100, horizon.
The road to freedom
ends
where the horizon
begins.
Nochrisis
Day 853, wake.
Black depth reflecting at the surface
Of an endless time spent alone
Amongst the noise of the wake
Day 825, directions.
The sea, wind, and current controls
Distrustful I look me in the eye
My own tides make me
And I let the sea, wind and current take me.
Day 786, drowning.
Dark waters around
anxiety pressures me
emptiness pours in.
Day 785, reflection.
I stand still silence
reflections trampled scattered
like ripples in mind.
Day 784, breath.
A lone sensation
the horizon overflows
I take a deep breath.
Day 782, floating.
A slow heavy sinking sensation
blue moods blend till fused with black
this last horizon is light.
Day 781, its possible.
To warn our fellow humans
a great effort and collaboration is needed
a sign we can work.
Day 780, see
Guiding lights markers to watch
revealing dangers sunken dreams and hidden cliffs
under a mostly peaceful surface.
Day 779, wind.
The raw movement pushing luring
forwards to an ever changing willing movement
with a distance far away.
Day 776, shielding light.
