at dawn
you wake up
with
no one by
your side
silence
in its irony
begins
to syllabicate
there is
a caress that
makes
you
turn into
a sea breeze
you float
into myriad
possibilities
you become
so many
metaphors
that you can fly
wingless
that you can dive
to depths
without fins
you become an
eternity
one is up there
looking
at one who is
down there
meditating
some matters
escape you
into the folly
of deep sleep
one thing is sure
despite the
doubts
you are never alone
and you can always go beyond
this and that
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-are-always-beyond-this-and-that/
