No flutter on the water
No ripple in the wind
No fish or whale
To breech the sea
No gull on wing
To cry the air alive
No colour falls to eye

In this world
Of nothingness
In stillness
Drifted I

Aboard a ship
No sails were set
Devoid of all intent
My mind awash
In listless thought
No acts of love
From feckless heart

Yet all the while
And deep below
This ship becalmed
My spirit spare
A current
Ran unseen

It swirled
And tossed
It mustered
Forces unbeknown
Which bubbled to the top