Self manifesto poem.
I am a man.
But, I am the sea. The sky.
The place where the sea meets the sky.
I am the ship
that sails past
the horizon and
lets its anchor fall
where no fish nor prey
can be seen.
I live
in the water,
the clouds,
the air.
On the sun
I visit
The Holy Land
where I’m from.
In the shadows
lies my soul.
darkened
yet effervescent.
streaming
with life.
unable
to be grasped.
by lightless
night.
a conspicuous calm
is overheard
by a love
blandly idling along.
I am
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