... On the Lyrical Paths...
Swim the Pitch-Black
Sea
February 24, 2004
Created as a caption for the digital painting of the same name. See 'Swim the Pitch-Black Sea' in the gallery.
| There you wait in darkest night, | |
| silent but for breath. | |
| There you wait with dimming sight, | |
| counting down to death. | |
| There you wait, a soul adrift to | |
| contemplate your end | |
| tumbling to infinity | |
| with fear your only friend. | |
| Take my hand. | |
| Let me show you all the naught | |
| between the living flames. | |
| Let me show you all I've sought | |
| in dancing, midnight games. | |
| Let me show you leagues of empty, | |
| cold and lonely space | |
| flowing ever outward at | |
| eternity's slow pace. | |
| Take my hand. | |
| Fly with me through rainbow veils | |
| that touch and cling and sigh. | |
| Fly with me through diamond tails | |
| of comets passing by. | |
| Fly with me on winds of sunlight | |
| wafting through the void, | |
| seeking dreams of distant shores | |
| already long destroyed. | |
| Take my hand. | |
| Swim with me the pitch-black deep | |
| of interstellar sea. | |
| Swim with me as down we sweep | |
| through empty ecstasy. | |
| Swim with me to sanctuary, | |
| crystalline, blue sky | |
| and let me give you one last kiss | |
| before I say goodbye. | |
