THE WAY FORSAKEN

Once, in the Adriatic,

the clear depths of the sea

were like a sky rising

and the buoy's chain

like a ladder to climb

up to heaven.

The sandy shore

with it's people

something almost beyond reach,

and the ladder rising

up to heaven

calling to be climbed.

What made

the young swimmer stop

from diving

down into the clear

deep blue, from

rising up to heaven?

I don't know; I have

his memories, fragmented,

and once this body was his,

but he is long gone

and I left with a question

I have no answer to.

12.09.2019