ULTRAMARINE

author:  eryk ostrowski
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I have learned to understand the night.
The sea rolled forwards.
Two people, black sky, black aurora.
In our eyes darkness
on the sky darkness
and the sea, in the colour of ultramarine.

The art of life is the wisdom which doesn’t fade at dawn.
Since that time I have opened many doors
and always hit on the right.
Over this shore dawn has the shape of the young moon
and it opens your mouth
in one flame
then shuts it again.
This pain makes my eyes blink

because it was given to me without words to open my heart
not to foul with whisper
and to be understood.
Still I opened doors
again and again discovering you behind
and completing the landscape
I was breathing life into dreams.

And though by daybreak I deny this picture
it returns
entering the night, in frames of a dream.
Amid colours of loneliness I find
myself
surrounded by the true shade of blue.
Exactly in this way you turn your eyes to me
and I’ve been dying one death
after another for all these years
and until dusk
I don’t care.

Last night again I dreamt this dream
stores of forests mountains and stores of valleys
between two peaks an abyss
never opened.
There I dip my brush
in the accomplished landscape
.....................................................................................
it is strange
to die in the sea
once more to experience
fluidness of birth
cyclically
from the end to the beginning
and once again
the sea—



 
COMMENTS


@mahengonsal

yes it was :) it was the most beautiful dream I have ever had :) eryk

Ultramarie

I thought this was beautiful!
16.04.2010,  mahengonsal