A Salty Dog's Emphatic Dream

Tribulations and reconciliations move emotions within all the good. Such a melancholic state of mind reminiscent of our childhood. As I stand the breakers come surging overwhelming my very essence. If God’s will comes to be we will be absolved in quiescence. Enveloping our birth to our presence stirring about however aloof. With our aura to the cloud’s above we will swirl amidst Heaven’s roof. Within our dreams of florid fantasies wondering, contemplating existentially dividing from our origin, separating from Adam’s sin. In a cyclone of media twisting our senses brainwashing babies and building fences. Halt! The gnashing of teeth, the pulling of hair. The bashing of the beat telling us all to watch and beware. Simplemindedness in the devil’s caress bring an apathy and vanishing sympathy. I cry out “Wake! Resurrect! Unafraid of reproach” Stroking tenderly one another hugging each other sister and brother. Thankful for the gift of togetherness our earthly beings become a oneness. Stroking through my hair I hear a seagull’s cry echoing against the rocks and back to shore. Reflecting upon an ancient mariner with his quest toward a queen’s glamour. Capturing his childish fascinations I sang the body electric in finest rapport with verses and cantos to a heavenly spirit. Swirling in elegance I hear it in full choruses and refrains as the seagull’s cry remains in percussive balance with the speed of sound. How tantalizing their voices rebound soothing the soul of this salty dog, writing his memoirs in a seaman’s log. With the wetting of my pen I philosophize in search of truth or to prophesize. I plead to Yahweh, Vishnu or Allah to unravel the mysteries hidden within. Bring me an answer through a blissful vision. Beckon His wisdom and a reply will follow. A springing whale will invoke Apollo to pacify regression without neglection paining the wicked in a moment of rejection bringing release into a world of perfection. The virtues of existence soar on the eagle’s wing. Upward to the heavens our voices will sing.