To Guilly

Up, up through the sea
in search of the sky –
Where is the sky? –

into smothering blackness
never to fly
or to dive or to swim again – though you try,

you try! The long drift ashore
of the helpless and broken, the shy
who never ask

Why? Why? to the sea
to the sun, to the stars. Cry!
though there be no reply

and feathers all tarred
you are thrown on the beach to die,
no answering cry

save the cry of creation
the sigh of the sea and the sky
the cry of the sea
the sigh of the wind passing by.

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