'Voyager'

I saw a sea of painted faces; beautiful in myriad. I swept the eyes of cresting tides, a thousand days or more. I turned upon my heel toward the temple and the desert, I bowed my head in lamentation, o’er raging void.

I sat sword resting across knees and; gave regard to setting sun. At some interminable juncture, I became witness to vision;

I walked upon a distant shore, hand in hand with a goddess, a storm loomed high above and a warm wind was swift upon us. The breaks to starboard became more and more tempestuous, I was consumed by profound peace; quite serendipitous. The vision shifts, still ’pon the coast as rain begins to pour. I kissed her ’midst the fall and felt a comprehension dawn; that she and I were one on our way home forevermore.

Came to my feet and into armour, I left the shores of Narayan; I took departure toward the desert, I embarked into night. I knew some day I’d find the one to set this story straight.

'Voyager'

Laszlo Totka

Sydney, Australia

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