We have watched your coming hence
Since your rising from the sea.
We have traced your form and shape
And tracked the speed of your approach
With wise and careful machines.
We saw you breach horizon,
A small cloud like a man’s hand
Even as we watch from shore,
You quicken, and increase, and
Silently flicker with storm.
Three things the sonar told us
With its murky scrying there
Your shape, and the life in it
And the date of your landfall
We know nothing else of you.
Only that you come to us
You, unknowing and unknown
Mystery out of mystery come
To break our hearts and lay us bare
And to ruin us with joy.
underthehebrewsea 