Sittin' on the Dock of the Bay!

Since Sailed Ships

The light can fall any way
At any time of any day
As with life and
All its transience.
Like the shimmer of sunlight
On deep water
As seen from the dock of the bay
A flit of long lost memory
Offering enough time to reflect 

Or to hope

As the next ship docks
Or the next one sets sail.
A tide of revelations
In the ebbs and flows
In the ripples
And the undertow
The intensity of all its light and shadows
And the power of its
Frozen moments in rainbows.

In what God only knows
In what only God knows.

Like timely reflections
On the water
And the cargoes of lost thoughts
Carried in the holds
Of since sailed ships.

More soon ...

Wastin' ti-ime ...                                                       

 

 

 

Pics taken on the Great South Wall, Dublin - March 2021