FAR and AWAY

There will still be music
and art; whether we can breathe
or not artists must suffer
that urge to do it, their thing,
haul an image, a statement
to explode their thoughts
into the light.

We search our guts
for garters, truth or fantasy...
find treasure on ocean floors,
natural pearls, lost gold, trinkets,
limpets, skeletons in chests
while dreaming of ships
up top running into the wind,
heading home.