A strange poem about another sea that resides deep inside my endless mind. |
-Another Sea- by Keaton Foster The dream Another sea So far from me On the other side Of the known world There To that distant place Upon those vacant shores In present shape and form I will never come to stand I will never truly be Deeper into my mind Beyond the confusion Way past the madness Out beyond rationale Far past the ether It is always there As big as can be As deep as everything believed Vividly I am able to see it Pseudo-semantically I can feel it Another sea There are many creatures But not one Is grounded in this reality They are all made up Amalgamations of ideas And lived experiences Many can dive quite deep And other must remain Impossibly close to the surface Some are predators But many more are prey No chance is meant Nor is it to be given Fate via my mind’s eye As always is in control There is no sun There is no perilous sky There are only endless waves Mountains of white and blue Rising up and crashing down Another sea The dream Again and again it comes Each time it is sharper Each time more detail flows Someday I may come to know What such a dream does mean But then again maybe I won’t Either way I’m fine Within the deepest fringes Of my ever evolving mind I’m and not afraid Nor will I ever be I can create all that I wish And in the same breath I’m sure that I could destroy it Of course I won’t The dream Another sea So far from me On the other side Of the known world Yet to be exposed In its entirety To anyone but me… Another Sea Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013 |