FAR OUT
OF SIGHT
ON THE CRESTS OF THE OCEAN
THE TRAWLERS ARE PITCHED
LIKE FLOATS IN SLOW MOTION
MY FATHER AND BROTHER
WITH THE NAME OF THE SEA
PULLING THEIR HAUL
AND THE WEIGHTS UNDERNEATH
ROLLING
THE SALT BARRELS
CASKETS OF ICE
THE NETS WILL BURST OPEN
LIKE BIRDS IN FREE FLIGHT
THE WIND AND THE WATER
CUT THROUGH TO THE BONE
TURNING THE BOAT AROUND
HEADING FOR HOME
BUT THE
LIGHT FROM ANTARES
HAS TRAVELLED TO GREET ME TONIGHT
MATCHING THE CANDLE
THAT WAITS BY THE WINDOW AND CALLS TO THE NIGHT
THE LIGHT FROM ANTARES
HAS TRAVELLED TO GREET ME TONIGHT
OUR OWN JOURNEY IS SHORT AND OVER SO SOON
AS THE RED STAR CASTS BRONZE ON MY FACE
AND THE WALLS OF MY ROOM
PLAY
HOST TO THE GALAXY
BATHED IN DELIGHT
WE SPARKLE THE GLOBE
LIKE FIREFLY LIGHTS
MAYFLY MOMENTS
AND LIGHTNING CRASH
LOST IN A SECOND
OF BRILLIANT FLASH
WHILST STRETCHING ITS HEART
ON A TRAVELLING SLEEVE
THE SOUL OF THIS GIANT
IS BARELY PERCEIVED
IGNORING OUR TRANSITORY
NATURE AND HASTE
IT STRETCHES ITS FINGERS
AND FLEXES THROUGH SPACE
BUT THE
LIGHT FROM ANTARES
HAS TRAVELLED TO GREET ME TONIGHT
MATCHING THE CANDLE
THAT WAITS BY THE WINDOW AND CALLS TO THE NIGHT
THE LIGHT FROM ANTARES
HAS TRAVELLED TO GREET ME TONIGHT
OUR JOURNEY IS SHORT AND OVER SO SOON
AS THE RED STAR CASTS BRONZE ON MY FACE
AND THE WALLS OF MY ROOM