JOURNEY

The death barque sits vigilant
on the shoreline, a holy vessel
beckoning me to a journey
through the sacred portal
between the land and siren sea.

Pray I may be anointed
by the living water, as I long
to be carried away upon the breath
of sacred silence to a land
where dreams fill the day.

Moving pictures with happy endings
play out over and over again,
while I'm held in the arms of loved ones
until I learn to walk again and
bow before the altar of eternal joy.

poem inspired by photograph taken by and used with permission of

Christine Valters Paintner of www.abbeyofthearts.com.