This picture has always intrigue me just by the sheer power of the sea. A great image to use in our challenges. In getting the image I came across this clip on the same subject…very cool.
The desire overwhelms me
to welcome her touch,
though it is a dark, icy grip
giving cover to all she embraces.
Bless the keeper of the lighthouse
never failing to burn,
a wicked lantern, posed in death
to summon like moths of cloth.
I fear the bottom of the sea
a coffin of many voyages,
brave souls, called to duty again
pretending a purpose imaginable to God.
It calls me, her salty kiss
to play a game of chance,
beyond all that feeds me, the light
just to float, an embryo of nothingness.