Through the crosses

Through the crosses set in the way
Through the hills hidden in the mist
Into the slightest sign of life 

breathing through the woods
( yes I can hear it )
flow endless emotions
a waterfall splashing 

bright freshness

scent
carved in the mystery
of diminutive sand grains
where the unconscious used to lie 

where there's no use for conscious lies
I shed my shell, my hard skin - now soft heart 

hardened by the sea beat
echoing in my brains, in my ears
pulsating life in a coma of dreams
I come I come
Out of this stage - stage of trance 

As reality crumbles
right in front of my eyes
reduces my dreams to sand mounds
oh, my former sand castles inhabited by 

wondrous creatures like you
some of this liquid ocean of despair 

turns into a cry for freedom
as the gulls fly away from me 

without taking me with them
Let me fly with you
let me fly, 

let me know your secret
let me know your magic
come back seagull
come undo the chasm
between me and you
and my dreams of sand ...

What is supposed to happen that was never dreamed of?
Dream your life and live your dreams ...
Let reality melt with madness, let love rhyme with helplessness ...
Fall into a chasm and await your rescue, your renaissamce ...

New Smyrna Beach, Florida, July 28, 1996.