Day's End

into the boat the water washes

not salty at all

as some would say it is...

perhaps,

it is my location or a wrong reading

on the compass stowed below,

perhaps,

it is the gods who have sent us thusly

to explore our destiny

or someone else's yet to be discovered.

it is a strange dialect that

surrounds me now...

these heavens seem to be closing in,

making the world smaller

more finite,

less encompassing than when

first, we sailed these waters,

low and behold

the sun guides our reckoning...

we are at day's end.

March 25, 2025