As I board the ship…

writerself — Sat, 21 Feb 2009 06:57:18 +0000

I turned back. I knew I shouldn’t have. His eyes looked up after me from the port. This journey would lead to places, ports and dimensions that were only a feint conception jotted on paper,not yet written. I felt my resolve return and heard Coleridge whisper in my ear:

All thoughts, all passions, all delights,

Whatever stirs this mortal frame,

All are but ministers of Love

And feed this sacred flame.

So with this, I am off.

Salty Zephyr

As I board the ship…

Stay with me.

Follow me.

Au revoir.