Music, like an ocean, often carries me away!
Through the other far,
Or under a canopy of mist, I set sail for my pale star.
Breathing the waves, my lungs swollen like a ship's canvas,
Night veils from me the long rollers,
I ride their backs:
I sense all a suffering vessel's passion vibrating within me:
While fair winds or the storm's convulsions on the immense deep cradle me.
Or else flat calm,
Vast mirror there of my despair
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Drowning Reflections
SpiritualThere is no up or down, no left or right. There is only the pull of currents that guides you, the steady tug of a flowing stream. All you have to decide is whether or not you would follow~
