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Part I
I have sailed the ocean since before time existed.
My eyes have never touched distant shore.
Nor have I smelt fresh tilled earth.
Never have I tasted sweetness from a spring.
Or listened to the chatty bird in the morn.
Alone I work my sails,
skin crusted with salt.
I move with the rocking waves, their slap,
slap,
slap,
echo out over the great waters.
Part II
Time eternal, broken only by my endless pursuit for a moment.
The moment.
For within this moment rests eternity.
It is drawing nearer.
The moment, the storm.
Whipping the sails, frothing the dark depths beneath.
Heart beating slow and fast I tie myself to the prow.
A figurehead to stand up in the moment awaited.
Part III
The ship cracks and shudders upon the edge of the world.
Held;
in the infinite moment.
I struggle for the void.
Bruising and bleeding, the rope holds me safe.
Stars resplendent, frozen between breaths I cease.