Cast away found

Solitary traveler
Stars to guide the compass pin
Direction swept into the wind,
The search for Neptune’s muse
Following rays to the depths
Of bottomless blue seas.
Gypsy van passes by
A thousand colors move
Liquid Mercury bodies undulating
Schools giving shadow
Blocking the sun.
He builds his castles
The shifting sands of time
Reforming
Recreating images into concrete
Solidly stand against the hurricane.
Prints washed clean
No echo remains to mark passing
Of another day swept into the dustpan sail,
Shaken out with the memories
Leaving only clean smooth white sheets
And empty pages calling for voice,
To give life and breath
To the sages of eternity.
Dreams of finding carried along
Rocking and rolling gently,
White capped waves pulling with the whims
As the moon too, changes
A cast away sinking
To rise once more,
Coming home to the journey
That time borne a million eons ago,
Yet still just a blip
On the sonar of life.