When Is The Right Time To Lower The Anchor? Poem by RIC BASTASA

sometimes he
asks
in the middle of his
sorrow
where is that soul mate
that must appease
longing

upon a cliff
one sees layers of
time's scars

upon cut timber lies
epochs
myriad circles
yet missing
that center of
the soul

that is the journey
of the boat
looking for its
right port

it longs for the right
time
to lower finally
its stable anchor
at the bottom
of the
ocean floor

the storms are here
but who shall
care?