There is this sailor,
that I see
standing at one corner
of this great ship of life

shading his eyes
from the piercing shards of light
he stares on at something

Intrigued, I ask him
whats there over that horizon
and he smiles
and pens me some words

yes, he pens me some Random muses . . .

– To Tykal, with love – 29th Apr 2002