Anubis waves oceanic,
pulling forwards and backwards;
eyes closed traveling towards other shores distant, foreign,
searching for nothing,
claiming nothing,
harkening but to incessant waves,
crescendoes receding, caressing,
pulling shorelines back into sea-mouths wide and insatiable.

O plaintive mewing gulls,
a child abandoned wails.
Where is the ship embarking,
welcomes you to a golden world?

– Laila Wah
02/28/2021 copyright