Stare into the storm, cast out
your mind. Slip through the net
and see further than waves.
The green prophesy wakes
drowned sailors to come
and keep your company.
A bitter herb cuts across life
making days last the year
and death washes over you.
Given by old time so that
he can keep you inside
his repeating gaze. Sight.
Learn to see beyond eyes,
horizons tick around the face.
Look for them and see patterns
reveal. Flights of birds pass
overhead, fishing with long beaks –
a splash, of bright blue lights.
They circle your home in the sea
an ever-moving crown on a king.
Water walks over but you cannot
reach the shore. Trapped by tides
and time. A sacrifice. Watch the birds
dance. And wait for halcyon days.
This poem is another of my mythology series and was influenced by the Greek myth of Alcyone and Ceyx. (There is a good summary of the myth here which explains the kingfisher/halcyon bird link as well as the ties to Morpheus and the Oracle.)