Chapter 9 ships of my antiquity
Sea-spun oceanic caves like honeycomb in air,
Held my life in fragile shells, yet I was unaware,
I trusted intuition as I wandered submarine
Paths of blended echoes in a trance of might-have-been...
Supposing I was dreaming now, I journeyed on, serene.
Oh, marvellous the figured light, beneath the caverns' swell-
For I was caught in galleries, of coral, sand and shell.
As I followed tunnels of this world that wasn't mine,
Newly formed opinions spoke to me of its design,
The sea was misty billows where the air was salt and clear
I felt the dampness on my cheeks, but never felt the fear.
Quilted in my confidence, a smile upon my lips...
Until I saw a streaming fleet of phantom sailing ships!
Insight may have warned me in archaic fractured sign,
That ships of my antiquity were passing in the brine,
Yet how was I to comprehend this perilous design?
Chapter 10 The Driven Fleet
Held my life in fragile shells, yet I was unaware,
I trusted intuition as I wandered submarine
Paths of blended echoes in a trance of might-have-been...
Supposing I was dreaming now, I journeyed on, serene.
Oh, marvellous the figured light, beneath the caverns' swell-
For I was caught in galleries, of coral, sand and shell.
As I followed tunnels of this world that wasn't mine,
Newly formed opinions spoke to me of its design,
The sea was misty billows where the air was salt and clear
I felt the dampness on my cheeks, but never felt the fear.
Quilted in my confidence, a smile upon my lips...
Until I saw a streaming fleet of phantom sailing ships!
Insight may have warned me in archaic fractured sign,
That ships of my antiquity were passing in the brine,
Yet how was I to comprehend this perilous design?
Chapter 10 The Driven Fleet