Oblivion

Aye, hoist me sere-eyed and sputtering from the depths of a wise oblivion as a revenant into the world again, because I shall never truly die, and this body is an ocean, and my Soul carried leeward mustn’t drown.

O, let the Wind guide me by these sails unto Her. Let me wither wholly that I may know Her utterly, finally.

11/08/2015

Durban