WHERE ALL SOULS ARE SHIPWRECKED

Photo taken by my sister, Kristin Farfalla.

You speak to me in color
When all the world is black
From high and lonely places
Your vision pulls me back

Language blooms in color
Violets, golds, and greens
Kaleidoscopic symmetries
Draped in earthly dreams

I came upon a vision
Once when I was lost
I came upon a vision
Shipwrecked upon the rocks

If my own eyes had not seen it
I could have looked away
In color, I see clearly
What words cannot explain

The vision burned so brightly
Word traveled on the wind
The masses came to see it
To hold it in their hands

Diviners holding science
Wielding sacred maths
With blinded eyes, they killed it
That vision on the sand

Language cannot capture
That which can't be named
They had no way to see it
Oh, how they tried, in vain

When navigation fails me
When I am lost at sea
I travel on the tradewinds
To shipwrecks far away

Many hands have lifted me
From drowning in the sea
Many eyes have met me
To gaze eternity

Do you think
That's what life is
A beautiful shipwreck
Visions of color
In the black
Churning sea

From the old
Sunken wreckage
Where all souls
Are shipwrecked
New life grows
From the bottomless sea.