''Land ahoy'' - Takis Chronopoulos

 ''Land ahoy'' - Takis Chronopoulos ©

A hush of wind,
a trembling mast,
the world tilts
as silence choosing a voice.

Salt on my lips,
dreams on the prow,
the sea keeps secrets
I pretend to know.

Stars lean closer,
whispering riddles.
I answer
with my untamed pulse.

A lantern swings
a small sun
caught in a loop
of its own longing.

Shoreline or mirage,
I cannot tell.
Every horizon
is a question in disguise.
Through fog, doubt,
within the soft ache
of becoming

I rise,
breathe,
call it hope.

Land ahoy.