Voyage

down a passage
in the middle
of an obscure dream . . .

through a tunnel
in the center
of my mortal seam . . .

in the secret
buried past
something stayed behind. . .

beneath the cape
of dark unknown
deep inside my mind . . .

in the darkness
of the sea
steering on the moon . . .

i saw the shoals
on my port beam
and not a bit too soon. . .

1980