Inky Blue Abyss

To the ends of the earth and back again.

To the ends of the earth and back again.

To the ends of the earth and back again.

Twisting, swirling, angry and violent random seas

power to smash, crush, explode little wooden boats.

On the horizon, nothing hovers.

The inky blue abyss with worlds above their heads

Unknowing, unseeing yet very much breathing, living.

If They only could see Us.