It was an azury pleasure- surreally
being carried on the tickling aquatic belly
sails dilating with unyoked hopes
veins crisscrossing maps of unmarked land
on an unseen globe,
“It’ll grow on her” “God is on our side”
Suddenly the sharks of “feel good”
Ganged up, currents of mockery unleashed
our majestic galley shrunk to a dhow
“theory of relativity”- you know
an iceberg of fidelity was born
hitting the hull of desires-head on
in the ululating orgy of waves
and standing ovation that purists rave
it wrecked windingly and sat thence unmoved
all the tsunamis of adversities could not
a prayer ceaseless from my lips remove
If you measures things correctly, there is shipwreck everywhere
*Si recte calculum ponas, ubique naufragium est*
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Love this metaphorical short epic, with, 'tickling aquatic belly' and 'orgy of waves' being my favorite images, and a perfect contrast of the moods of the sea. Wonderful quote by Petronius (thank you, Google!) . -Chuck