Ceaselessly

Arduous journey
Heaving to and fro
Uncharted course,
Location unknown

Black depths
Foaming white caps
Waves or mountain peaks
My eyes cannot behold

Boundless horizons
Senseless of time
Mysterious creatures
Magical finds

“So we beat on,
boats against the current,
borne back ceaselessly
into the past.”

The Great Gatsby, F.Scott Fitzgerald

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