To the deep
Clawing away.
It’s dark here,
chill and dank.
Can’t stop now.
Can’t stop ever.
There is no time here,
no hint of light,
yet somehow I see.
It’s not light I seek,
neither food nor air.
Only just to follow
this voiceless calling
to the end,
and the beginning.
To the cold black silent womb
of mother ocean.
To the deep.
(2013)
