Drift

Some day I will step on my ice floe

Drift away from the fevered world

Into the dark mist waiting

Far from every word

In peace I will ride the deep waters

In silence to what I can’t see

When I reach it I step across slowly

And kneel at my moss covered tree

And lie me down beneath it

Let my eyes travel up its dark heights

And my body go down to its roots until

I close my eyes on the light.