Know How To Ride On A Circular Boat

learn my friend to ride
on a circular boat
where direction does not matter
where north, south, west, east
do not exist
where the compass
becomes unimportant

where the waters whirl
endlessly
where you let yourself
be sucked
down to the oceanfloor

it is a soundless world
of the deaf-mute
you are finally
part of the Atlantis
breathing inside water
feeling encapsulated
in a crystal ball

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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