In the space between
Remains the bone messenger
Slowly walking deosil
Amongst the reeds and ferns
Tentative threads of forgetfulness
Open and close on cue
The sway and swish of stems
Brush the water along the bow
Dip and pull of hewn oars
Journeys to horizon’s edge
Hearts rush forward, ahead
Into the chill, seeping in
Silent upon the shore you watch
This drama of Marion’s myth
Mind free to madness, elation
Still, your reflection revealing nothing
