Dancing with Morpheus
we sink into a netherworld
where eyes
no longer see the visible
and darkness lives
above the light
and the separation between
the two is vertical
Weightless we levitate
arms flapping measurely
lifting us in phantasmal slow
motion as if we were ether
We become amorphous
having morphed
into a shapeless amalgam
coalescing with God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem