THE HELM OF PURPOSE

Emancipated by the cherished connection between kindred hearts,

evinced of form from formless searches, echoing satori into gestative capriciousness,

emerges the servile network of our corresponding shores.

Between disentanglement and dissociation, I fall free from felicity's ill frequency,

into the abyss of salience dressed in the decor of our surfeit surepitition.

The quasi-solipsistic forges anchor and bear down upon the ambient disconcertation,

of our coevolving values rhythmic conditional compassions.

We are...falling under the scrutiny of a spiritual cartography,

where we can be free in the measure of a cartographer's shore,

made ambiently a shorthand of the average sense,

where elevations adapted to purpose curtail wonder,

restoring our calm reserve,

that keeps us at the helm of purpose.

Poem and image © 2016 by Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder