Wreck of the Salvation by Jonathan Pigno

I long to find God

In the subtext

Of a sea

With ill-fated vessels



On this bay

Where missing departures

Mean each voyage

Will rarely return,



From those ocean shelves

Growing steeper

As they further sail

Far beyond them



Toward shimmering depths

Never witnessed

But until that ship

Always sinks –



Still below what blue

Merely beckons

If such wayward keels

Fail intently



When revealing faith

Barely navigates

Every jagged wharf

Facing waves,



Wading starless nights

Over shorelines

Across building sands

Nearing jetties



Like lighthouse dreams

Losing beacons

After traveling life

Long enough.



My celestial coast

Remains buoyant

Despite treading fears

Pulling tightly,



Since drowning hulls

Create undertows

Even Christ Himself

Can’t escape –



Those beliefs

Soon heavenly roped

Beneath peering masts

Seeking beaches



One single knot

Claims assurance

How Salvation’s wreck

Clutches hope.

About the Poet:

Jonathan Pigno is a writer and poet based in Staten Island, New York. His work has previously appeared in various literary journals, spanning poetry, flash fiction, and self-published collections. He frequently explores the intersections of memory, place, and existential reflection, and his ongoing work can be found at jpignopoetry.com.