Forget the stars

Focus on this day
the music rolling
around the walls of the room
almost like hearing
the sound of
a faraway thunder.


Inside this room
that the sun has turned
to the colour of ochre
I'm swimming deep in memories

Down I go to the
sea bed of my heart

where  sea grasses move~

they are the
weeping willows of the ocean.

What dreams may come,
this day?

Sometimes the beauty
and the sheer depth of life, love ~
overwhelm me
almost like dissociation

as I swim down to the cool depths
of Heaven's sea

and

forget

the

stars