In Search of the Northern Lights: ....like a broken tape on replay

Long departed from Calypso's shores
The spinning boat clueless on its course
The waters seemingly endless
No land in sight.....no destination in mind
Hearts too dejected to seek answers
The past....a broken tape on replay

Nightfall beholds us with visions
Screaming voices.....heartbreaking cries
Goddesses of the sea emerging from the waters
In the moonlight their beauty appears so alluring
Their transparent garments leaving us gaping
Their hands beckoning us....keying into an inner appetite for the divine
And the vision ends....starting allover again at the next nightfall
Like a broken tape on replay

By day we see her face.....
So real we can actually touch it....or so we believe
Tears streaming down from her cheeks....
Tears for her people.....for the destruction
Then our hearts break in return.....with arms outstretched to comfort her
And at that moment she steps away.....fading into the distance
Only to return the next morning
Like a broken tape on replay

Circling endlessly on this sea
These visions all offering pathways....crossroads
Sadly....this crossroads we've met before
The outcome bringing us to this point still
Leaving our heart in hopeless hope
To never return to this place again
Like a broken tape on replay....