Thursday, 28 October 2010

In the place of a sail

Close your eyes
Stretch out your arms
Spread like a film
Float in the wind, as if you are

In the place of a sail
In the pure drops of rain
Sailing across a stormy sea

Grayish blank horizon
None at the distant; none aside
Bright cracks drawn by the lightning
Massive waves waving “hi”, as you are

In the place of a sail
In the pure drops of rain
Sailing across a stormy sea

Paints of white and all grey
With the brush of imagination
You can as well paint, as if you are

In the place of a sail
In the pure drops of rain
Sailing across a stormy sea

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