a vessel in time
the formless story of eternity oppresses every wandering soul disillusioned by stories
eternity fails to begin when we cease to believe in beginnings
time has neither course nor direction when things desired dissolve & ends betray faith
how can I even begin to be?
lost to any finite desire in the infinitude of eternity & wandering in time with no eternal desire
all I know is that I know that I AM
I AM both the lost spirit & the wandering body
I AM the formed vessel floating above the formless confusion of silence;
I AM a rudderless ark & a confused captain agreeing to simply be
a vessel to sail & a captain to pilot
on this flat sea of eternity I find no need of beginnings & endings
for an ark will not cease to be an ark as certainly as a body will not cease to be a body
a captain will be a captain & Spirit stir spirit
hoping against hope, body & spirit agree to simply be a vessel in time
