I have sunk in an ocean of dreams
shiver of stars is heard from the dusk
serene memories wave melancholically
in a dizzy dance.
I look at the summer sky
through a coronet of ferns and clouds
a song carries me to stars
in a silent and solitary rock.
A great wheel has slid
on the way of the ephemeral moments
a white face, trembling from the depth,
has come to remonstrate with the bright faces.
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