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Eyes glumly traverse a parched burnt landscape
And mind wanders, in a two dimensional cage
Treading impishly on pebbles near the shore
Trampling on the stubborn green undergrowth

A glance at the rays, that
in the background gently fade
Without the sun, the source of luminescence
His hands, my eyes ignite the gaze

Behold the water stillborn frozen
Caught in the timeless spectacle,
The hazel waves thumping
against the white submerged clay face

Winds rise, a tumult unfurls -
A rendition of unfolding space, and of I,
Seething with words, ripe with thoughts
White and gray, a rocking shriek -
A gull deflected in the sky?
Dark and wan, clouds racing reflecting
the apocalypse underneath,
me, my sleepless mind, there I see a boat -
Perched on a mountain, aqueous,
will it come ashore?
Or perish under the weight of the storm?

For the mind refuses to believe
that the boat trapped on a watery precipice,
will wither away in the
timeless
frozen
two dimensional
captivity...