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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369334" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mystic Journey: Water</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">a gray metal tanker berths on grey metal sea<br>like a new-born cocooned on mother's bosom.<br>transporting tons of vital oil, it has come<br>from the north, and winter, east and night, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">challenging currents. it was along aleutian<br>shores, facing furious siberian storms that<br>shatter human skull like eggshell that he<br>handed over control of autonomic functions</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of his charge to the bridge. now he maps<br>solely by instinct (half-forgotten memories<br>of half-forgotten youth startle like robins<br>or scent of elm sap stuck to familiar palm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">endless waves of wheat starched like sunday<br>shirts beyond an old battered barn: perhaps<br>the whole world is only an endless ocean<br>of grain? a slow canoe ride down a slow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dreamy stream in dandelion spring- who was she<br>anyway? so long ago.) following the sun<br>along the ring of fire into the sea of japan.<br>there, earthquake gonged sea floor is fluid</div><div style="margin:10px 0">flesh of magma, deep as himalaya, angry as hell, <br>hot as sin. at black hole pressure of thousands<br>of tons a measure, boulders big as buildings<br>are split open and tossed out at ocular speed, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">searing eternally sunless sea to steam instantly.<br>creating streams within currents, currents within<br>streams that make even the mighty river yangtze<br>seem a sleepy strawberry creek*, its 20 thousand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">mile cord of white lava fountains bleed, coiling<br>round pineal black pacific like a cobra<br>choking itself. the ring of fire is nucleus<br>where molten metallic earth meets solid air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to there is traced the source of all life on<br>earth, and of all anguish in life. there, <br>the moody moon is unchallenged regent, ruling<br>all motions and emotions, every moment governing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the power of gravity, which even sublime sun<br>is subject to. like the black-watch bag-pipe<br>and drum that echo not only in ear, but light<br>spine and skull, the tanker's hundred miler horn</div><div style="margin:10px 0">beat back many-headed monsters and much feared<br>dragons which once marked the end of the world<br>but which now pop up only when we depth sound<br>the subconscious womb in which we all drown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*Little Strawberry Creek, Alberta, Canada</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Doug+Bentley">Doug Bentley</a><div class=q>
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like a new-born cocooned on mother's bosom.
transporting tons of vital oil, it has come
from the north, and winter, east and night, 

challenging currents. it was along aleutian
shores, facing furious s..."></div>
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