Abyssal Plain

Below the light, beyond the darkness,

where the only lifeblood

rains with patient regularity,

inexorable and essential,

a thread of life survives.

Determined, Gaia strives

to exploit Her greatest wilderness

with a host of unknown forms,

alien to all above, bewitched.

But ignorance of the surface

is not held in faith,

feeling the life force of freedom

supplied in shifting showers from above.

Stirring, moving, life defies

the probing eyes of man

here limited beyond his means;

for man believes leviathan is here,

but its closest living spirit

sails deeply through

the mile above.

A romantic legend remains,

eternal in the veil of darkness

and unknowing.

Safe in times far distant –

the forgotten place.

© Andrew Williams