song of ploning

Out in the sea,
The world’s reduced to the vast expanse
Of the ocean and the sky.
You sail endlessly,
Drifting like an iceberg
Longing for its destined shore.
Out there, new moons are slow to rise
While the sun forever lashes its rays,
Dampening your heart with terror
Of Circe stranding you on her island,
Or Charybdis drowning you in her whirlpool,
Or sirens scheming your shipwreck.
There is nothing more appropriate
Than this envelope of blue
To capture your loneliness:
You probe far and wide
But find just traces of sea squalls
And fearsome monsters of the deep,
Without familiar landscape
To tide you out of isolated state.
Keep navigating, sailor lover,
These waters shall soon transport your ship
Where the stable surface pacifies you,
And when the interminable evaporates at last,
Your Calypso is just home waiting for you.