Return Trip

I stand at the bow of the boat
although moving, in a timeless space
Watchless
I’m as free to the command of time
as the
surrounding rocks, mountains and sea

I stand at the bow of this boat
although thinking, in a worriless way
Fearless
I’m as free to modern panicked thoughts
as the
Surrounding rocks, mountains & sea

I stand at the bow of this boat
although accompanied, in a quiet bliss
Undisturbed
I’m as free to pointless chatter
as the
Surrounding rocks, mountains and sea

I stand at the bow of this boat
In a natural, organic state
timeless, fearless, and undisturbed
With my poetic friend
and the rocks, mountains and sea.