In sleep I would swim
Through a surf of memory.
Small thoughts brush against my skin
Like startled fleeing fish.
Coral crags share my passages -
Large concepts which are the mountains
Of the planet of my mind.
Dim blue threats make lazy turns
In the murk of unfamiliarity
Where clarity melds into the shadows
Of uncertainty. Distant hates
And ephemeric loves play warm and cold intricates
Against the sunken seascapes
That fade in and out of my perceptions.
Morning sunlight flashes undulating surfaces
To camouflage the secrets of the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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