Return to Tomorrow

 

The night sea beckoned…
Beside the tide you stood,
Strange…supernatural…
 
Looking into the sea,
The sea looked into you.
The silver scales on its surface
Balanced.
 
With faraway eyes
Before a spectral stage
You parted the curtain of waves,
Dream entranced…
 
Consanguine with your arteries
An artery of moonlight bled
Into the unconscious,
A silver vein of infinite regression
Within and without,
An eternal chain of intimate kinship
Returning to tomorrow.
 
Undressed down to a whisper
Your body a mirage,
Lucidly you plunged into the impossible current
That perilously carried you far out to sea,
Pulled you suddenly into the flood of pulsing blood
Pumping lethally beneath the surface.
 
Fearless in the dark
Your body was liberated
Into a fish, then a bird.
Your entire body was hands and eyes,
A change happening
So quickly.

You gained direction from the night,
Learned and understood your destination.
 
And you had a long way to swim,
Just like papa’s seed
To the womb of she who birthed you.
And you had a long way to fly
Along a magnetic ray to conception.
And now you have a further journey;
To return to tomorrow.
 
No one remembers
How perfectly naked they were
When they were born.
No one remembers
How even more naked they were
When they were unborn.
 
It’s no wonder that you have no memory now
Of where you come from.
No one can see that far
Across the ocean.
No one can remember such a dream.
Do you wonder now, in another dream,
Who you really are?
 
Someday you will return to these shores,
Someday in a waking dream
You will return to tomorrow,
Someday.