Montag, 10. Januar 2011

Under the lashes of my eyes...

Another day gone,
my eyes are alone
as the ocean engulfs me,
carrying my hope away
to unknown depths of solitude.

I try to see what is not there.
I try to remember if the sea has
always had this indecisive color.
Little has changed: the almond trees
are still sharing their shy shadows.
It is winter and the flamboyant is naked.
The flowers sleep gently:
a thousand seeds are waiting silently.

The islands seem so distant
under the lashes of my eyes.
Gulls soar, boats celebrate life,
fishermen nourish the mystery
of the sea.

I can feel it breathing in me
while my heart devours the fragile
secrets of this landscape, drawing
the endless beauty of this place
deep within the corners of
my mind...


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