Tranquility

The shores of oblivion lure me closer,
As I gaze on to the unending void,
Obscurity beckons, deadening the sounds,
The calls of reality I avoid.

I stare amazed into infinity,
Its caresses tearing down life’s bonds,
Listless horizon, ethereal sky,
I sit alone, and Melancholy responds.

In oblivion I seek to shun myself,
Hopelessly, I still notice shapes in clouds,
Inconsequential speck of sand, so proud,
I drift along lonely in friendly crowds.

In verse I strive to bottle expanses,
And as words fail me, I question my goal,
Creation’s wonder, is it life’s reality?
Can a part ever represent the whole?

I stare again, still, amazed, confused, bemused,
In passionate wonder, chaotic sea,
I question yet again, in vain, I smile,
Melancholic, Poetic, Ineffable it be.

- Thriddas Anorak