not like Ahab
not for vengeance
nor capture
nor profit
but for the quest
for the open sea
limitless possibilities
from Vermeer by Tomas Tranströmer
The airy sky has taken its place leaning against the wall.
It is like a prayer to what is empty.
And what is empty turns its face to us
and whispers:
“I am not empty, I am open.”
translated by Robert Bly