a journey to the sea
this is
where we go
mountain
down, follow river
nod to
strange fishes,
there we
flow
always towards
the sea.
we can meet
on a raft
kiss and
hold hands,
we can think
and promiss,
in the end
to dance
together in the sea
where we
may not touch
but still
dream each other
for one
moment until
the big
waves take
us afar and
rolling
where we
are all one
as in the
dream in which
we live and
die, and
the voice
of the wind
will be in
the ears of grace.
