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Departure (a revision of “Ashore”)

The deserted pier floats away
In silence
And the town shrinks behind
Soon a model in a museum
Then blurred impasto
Destined to decorate memories and
The traveling theater of your dreams.

For now there is only doubt
In the silence of your mind
For even the seagulls have left.

You navigate on seas now calm then rough
Counseled by ghosts and gods
Against pirates jealous of your light purse
Guided by the stars
Confused by the clouds
Siphoned by currents
You reach
A new port, outside your map
Charming you with strange music
To set foot on dry land

Behind you the horizon
Absorbed your history and silenced the voices of the past
So far away now
That you take a new name.

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