Round Trip

Round Trip
    
Where the ocean meets the sky,
To that meeting, I shall fly.
You can watch me as I shrink
To the dot that still is I.

And you'll see me vanish then,
As I leave the realm of men
To be one with sea and sky,
And you'll wonder where I went.

When the days and years have passed
And your end is nearing fast,
You'll be looking out to sea
And you'll see the visions past.

Where the ocean meets the sky,
You will see a little fly,
And you'll watch it as it grows
To the man that still is I.

2013 July 9th, Tues.
Brooklyn