I’m sailing a great ship across a vast ocean-
Waves crashing….a sea gull’s cry near shore…
An angel with curved twists of hair, the color of glowing embers, lips the softness of the sigh of a newborn, it’s first night sleeping out in a new world…lying in a dreamless, always dreamless slumber, at my side.
I want a new world.
“I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.”
…this, and the firey angel, so far away.