(between Panarea and Stromboli) (Sicilia 32)

to think a lifetime could be spent in navigation.
they sought out and found
what same places I’m searching for.
breaks in the sea like a pause between notes
needed to appreciate just how wonderful the sea is.
just how enjoyable life is.

the sun would have made its way fiercely
into their minds as savagely honest.
the wind would have taken them beyond
plans and preparations that had been made.
the air would have sickened their stomachs,
an endless stream of the saline breath.
and that end on the edge, that place
that drags the mind to distinguish
between two levels of blue – it would have felt so definite in its vast infinity.
to think they did it, endless times,
and still sought more.
discovery is much like that,
how enjoyable life is.