Castaway

Sea of time

Past's brine

Present waves

reaching, receding

Perception's shores

Ship-wreck of mind

rusting beneath

Horizons of future

hulls of possibilities dotting

too soon, too late,

too far, too close

Vessels smudged

by clouds of memory

and imagining

"Island of Now"

Cast away unto it

exiled from all that is

beyond it

Finding that

which was never lost

except in my experience

Life.