Flooding the darkened space

Between the moon and sun

Are a hoard of reveries

In the cold night’s surf

–

An armada

Of untold sins and sorrows

Charges through the waves

For their chance at glory

–

They meet bursts of fire

And volleys of iron

The minefields and barbed wire

Strewn across my mind  

–

Every part of me 

Will remain unscathed

As the silver sun pours  

On ships listing in the tide