A light far off, she beckons

A rotted hulk, I shudder

Moved by the yearning

Mourning, hopeful

I set sail, yonder shore

Near death, I swoon

Tortured in the learning

Wary, doubtful

Her beauty guides, I follow

Alive, but not well

Frightened of a turning

Leary, wistful

Cast away doubt, land ho

Desire, it burns

Frothing and churning

Succumbing, blissful

Will the right, left wrong

Scarred, yes crippled

Wizened fires burning

 Stupefied, hateful

Take heed, weary knight

Dismount old, white horses

Tides are turning

Weary, fateful

A shipwreck, less a monster

Prophesied, and doomed

Eons discerning

Gallant, joyful

Lacuna Eidolon