Below is an image of a boat (overlaid with my Dads' yacht draught plans) made from one of the cutouts, in full sails which are drawn from one of the navigation charts, interspersed with wind direction and extra navigation from the stars. A little asemic text, resembling a title, appears in the top right, which also resembles a boat - that's just a coincidence, it was originally created by exaggerating curves drawn around a printed word in a magazine, which was a real word but now I have forgotten what that was, so it has just become a form to me.
... as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.