An Explorer and The Sargasso Sea
What is it you take from me? What is it
You need from me? Want from me? I feel you
On the horizon cutting through the waves
That protect my deep dark heart. How can I
Give you all that you desire, for I am
Ever changing. Too old to understand.
Wiser than any metal hull, or man,
Can comprehend. There are fathoms between
Your questions and the answers I offer.
But offer them, I do.
Each pipette of water you extract from
Below I give willingly so you can
Name your world. Have you named all of me now?
You haven’t yet. Maybe you never will.
But I want you to and I want you too.
I think I need you to figure this out.
Put my broken body back together.
Every month you wander this way, every
Year that passes between us, I become
More deeply defined by your presence.
As you take, take, and take of all that I
Can give, you become more familiar,
Yet you are always different. You carry
New faces and new generations of
Inquiring minds. They all want the same thing.
Answers from what my boundless depths contain.
Origin of life? How to save a life?
To interpret this life? To recognize
Me? To know me? To remember yourself.
I’m strong, you know.
I can help you put it back together.
Can you convince the world of my value?
Put my broken body back together?
I am at once whole yet filled by many.
Filled with measurements and results yet to
Be recorded. Filled with legions of life.
Life burdened by your sins. Filled with death. Shit.
Substrates left to linger feed an unseen
Theater. Beautiful if you look close.
Reactions I harbor fuel beginnings,
Endings, spinning simultaneously.
Is love the reason I give my deep, blue
Heart to you, An Explorer.
The Sargasso Sea
It’s water we’re after, the sea we seek.
We’re under the spell of your smile as we
Sail unshaken, breaking through the great waves
That protect your deep, dark heart. Just be still.
A moment is all that we need. As you
Change and grow, we adapt to your flow. You’ve
Known this world far longer than us. But my
Metal frame was born of this earth, of you.
And fathoms below, answers are waiting.
But we must go through you to get them.
Each drop of water you willingly give
From the very seat of your soul leads to
Greater knowledge of this world. But can we
Ever truly know your complexities?
Will we ever touch your spirit, the way
You’ve touched ours. Will we ever know your flesh
The way you’ve known ours. Every month I look
Forward to our meeting. Every year I
Become more captivated by the deep.
We take, take, and take from you.
We just want to find a way to fix this.
To fix you. To fix ourselves. To fix our
World. Your waters and your mood are always
Mixing and changing, but you still remain
The steadiest thing we know. The weight
Of humanity is on our shoulders,
The faces of people that want only
Answers. Humans that want to explore the
Boundless depths you contain, to witness the
Birth of life.
We could stay out here with you forever.
We would love the body that we’ve broken.
Could we change the unrequited nature
Of our amorous connection? It’s small
Particles that constitute your layers –
Exchanging electrons – Nitrogen and
Oxygen, Hydrogen and Carbon. A
Cacophony of combos creating
The breath of our planet. Inhale. Exhale.
Magnificent bacterial dances
Materialize to fuel beginnings,
Endings, spinning simultaneously.
Is love the reason I long for the deep,
Blue heart of The Sargasso Sea.