so here I am at land's end
gray roiling clouds and wet winds
off the sea and sky
ready to go deeper
into the darkness until I come out
the other side into eternal Light
no Viking breastplate nor
a common wetsuit
as though I'd dive for pearls or treasure
just the shaky raft leading me
to what edge of seasickness
here at land's end
another fool trying to remember
what the Infinite is about and trembling....
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