Monday, January 19, 2015

The Sea Siren

My heart longs for closeness,

But my Earthly attempts have left me dry,

Destined to a life unfulfilled,

Never knowing what I know is possible.


The answer cannot be to lose oneself,

And wallow in a sea of numbness,

But somehow to die yet live,

Yet, what does that even mean?


Oh, siren of the sea,

Siren of poetry,

Are you just a crash against the shore,

A mere mirage of my imagination?


<SI> Scott Izu, PhD
© January 2015