"Faith Upon the Waters"

A ghost rose when the waves rose,
When the waves sank stood columnwise
And broken: archaic is
The spirituality of sea,
Water haunted by an imagination
Like fire previously.


More ghost when no ghost,
When the waves explain
Eye to the eye...

And dolphins tease,
And the ventriloquist gulls,
Their angular three-element cries...

Fancy ages.
A death-bed restlessness inflames the mind
And a warm mist attacks the face
With mortal premonition."

--Riding