Dark Journey

Orange-red flames dance beyond the rolling black
Thin band of fire supporting vault of blue
The world’s edge from 30,000 feet
Sunrise, sunset, I don’t know which
Motes dance before my eyes
Nails scratch underneath my lids
And my confusion just doesn’t matter.

Exhaustion reigns, spirit’s wings have folded
Fragmented world shines weakly from far below
Neither dark nor light, both are weak lies
Disjointed and drained, bleached and dim
My soul leers, jeers at me
It’s twin from below beckons
Mocking me through the cabin’s cold window.

Boat torn from its mooring, cyclone’s fury
Adrift in a sea without end, without sign
Solid reality, firmness fled
Compass shattered, sextant misplaced
Clouds obscuring the sun
Navigation a lost hope
And my confusion still doesn’t matter.

I lost the trail somewhere along the way
Bearings lost in passage through the soul’s dark night
Wandering through black landscape unknown
Surrend’ring control’s illusion
Staggering blindly on
Ghosts cackle from black shadows
Mocking me from out of the cold dark night.

Wrapped in clinging mists of uncertainty
Future paths lost in a nexus chaotic
No choice but to find a way forward
Failure’s shame cannot be allowed
Beloved fates at risk
All knots must have solutions
And the confusion just doesn’t matter.