They spill like a sea,
all walking, tan and colored drops,
into the greater, deeper sea…
One blue, above, endless from east to west
but for its radiant Jewel;
the other, blue, lapping at the sand,
receiving great hordes –
this clash of seas, splashing, playing…
And the boats wander by –
the arms, the legs! –
and wander by again.
all walking, tan and colored drops,
into the greater, deeper sea…
One blue, above, endless from east to west
but for its radiant Jewel;
the other, blue, lapping at the sand,
receiving great hordes –
this clash of seas, splashing, playing…
And the boats wander by –
the arms, the legs! –
and wander by again.