TO THE NIGHT


When dreams begin to take hold in the reality of the mind
Take a journey into what might be and what could have been
Colors streaming by incandescent in the stillness
Where have the travelers been on ships tall

Waves crashing on wooden decks
Men yelling commands of desperation
As the storm approaches
Motion of water and wind

Take hold of ropes and pray for life
The wood slips under foot
Where is god now
They reach into the heavens

Looking for salvation
Seeing only dark clouds and damnation
Water streaming over the bow
Men falling into the sea forever lost

The sea will calm and the names will be forgotten in time
Whether it is right or wrong
Fades from those who have been lost
Children and wives cry, then a new day begins

Michael V Hechtman Copyright � 2000