And this I dreamt, and this I dream,
And some time this I will dream again,
And all will be repeated, all be re-embodied,
You will dream everything I have seen in dream.
To one side from ourselves, to one side from the world
Wave follows wave to break on the shore,
On each wave is a star, a person, a bird,
Dreams, reality, death - on wave after wave.
No need for a date: I was, I am, and I will be,
Life is a wonder of wonders, and to wonder
I dedicate myself, on my knees, like an orphan,
Alone - among mirrors - fenced in by reflections:
Cities and seas, iridescent, intensified.
A mother in tears takes a child on her lap.
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Nice imagery
The poem is full of beautiful imageries. the most beautiful part is, I suppose,
"On each wave is a star, a person, a bird,
Dreams, reality, death - on wave after wave."
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From guest Elena Gekker (contact)
It is a beautiful poem. I really loved it. Thank you for making it available on the net.
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