Shipwreck

Clouds roll over like dust off a horse’s shoe.

A sudden wind inflates the sail;

Tears the worn linen.

Gentle waves become blazing fists;

Striking the once steadfast wood;

Now rotting and split. 

The anguished sky lets fall its agony.

You reach up to calm it;

Though emptiness has nothing to give.

Flares of light hit the far horizon.

The clouds roar with anger;

You lie in your boat.

You're sinking, submerged, swept away.

Discard the water, wind, thunder, rain;

You'd be drowning still.

Lost,

Lost in nothing.

A desolate spirit;

A shipwreck.