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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471579" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Great Wide Open</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Reconnoitering the abysmal depth in the tranquil resurging<br>My dithering thoughts are dewdrops of glacial waters<br>That I cannot fathom to feed the famished ocean<br>But as they plummet down the mirror of the firmament, <br>A collective of placid hands that failed in the brunt<br>Of reaching and collecting the constellations, coiled <br>Sapped out of life, palming the high and angry surf<br>That revealed itself like twenty thousand buckling pearls<br>Steered brazenly like galloping mad stallions<br>And the inclement wind fecundates the welling call<br>The immense pacific hauled a sliver with every wave<br>And every ebb, and every saline rippling I am beckoned<br>With anarchical power glinting in its azure tiara<br>But the least I drown in this turbulent musing<br>The greater uproar welled through my throat<br>Where the heart was wedged from disengaging<br>And taut from screaming inadequate directions<br>Etched in its forlorn maps and spoken by its compasses<br>Through and through, the immense pacific calls</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A bold berceuse dropped like a forcedly ripened apple<br>From the ocean's infinite soughing of autumn leaves<br>From the dinghy its chutzpa battled the ubiquitous<br>And perfidious serenading of the elusive sirens<br>Whilst my heart gyrated through the howling winds, <br>Beating the windbreakers and taunting bestiary cages<br>As it sought for homage in the great wide open - <br>Neither closed, scarcely open; because home is where<br>The heart resides and gather its sporadic rhythm<br>And the reefs and hidden coves echoed the slow dance<br>Of the trepidation ribbing the feigned valiance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The earth never seemed to end in the treacherous horizon<br>Where the sun would buoy its sleepy rays instantaneously<br>And would souse its inebriated flames the next instant<br>Unmoored from the branch where the living used to perch<br>In search of the place where the dearth rejuvenates a birth<br>But not an island comes to sight with unmoving hopes<br>Raise the roof beams of this inverted dome and elope<br>With the hurricanes and waterspouts brining the metallic water<br>Frothing effervescent little stars emancipated from constellations<br>And making its own piece of heaven in a flimsy plane<br>Without a lasso of direction and outnumbered caliginosity<br>I circumnavigated the toothless fringe of the great wide open<br>And opened my eyes to close my heart, hands on deck, <br>Hands on the helm, I beckoned to the sweetest waves<br>To bring me back but then he stared with his sterile eyes<br>And I stared back to oblivion to find my own reflection.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this great wide open, I am neither here nor there<br>Nowhere and everywhere, hoping to find the sagacious gulf<br>Where the chambers of the heart had funneled down<br>So I can bring myself back to where you stood waiting<br>A thousand sun set before this aqueous verses.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q>
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My dithering thoughts are dewdrops of glacial waters
That I cannot fathom to feed the famished ocean
But as they plummet down the mirror of the firmament, 
A collective of placid hands tha..."></div>
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