Dark river - (Rigellian Capriccio)

Dark river

On maddening beach
Souls of the dead wait for ferryman
They cannot swim, pebble
Pricks
Glowing heat

Souls anticipate shifting shapes
Scissors and rips
Of dark sky and even darker
Water, transparent
And ground is ash gray
Which is sign of fire

There are no buildings
All is nature
Souls are unrecognizable
And are not betrayed by memories
Which they possess not

Sounds, images, scent
Touches-cat's eye marbles
And slow, quieted, murky
Landscape
Sublimates

Reluctant and empty
Souls
Plankton

Mythical beasts are simple
Imagination of painter
As well as wave's crests
Distant wildfires and
Naked tree-trunks

Souls are invisible, imaginary

Just like Leviathan and

Sea set on fire

Trees cut down

Dead armor on the

Battlefield

Ferry will not land

Into invisible harbor

Load souls invisible

And ferry them to the other side

Of the Original-water

Indifferent

Feeds on indifferent

Ferryman sails

Reflection of light in

Water, is all he

Sees

Ferry is a machine

Ferry lifts off, slowly ascends

Joyful