Sitting by the harbour’s edge

Sitting by the harbour’s edge,
looking at Infinity –
Hopes, dreams, taking me by the hand,
on a trip towards cosmic understanding.
Looking at the crystals of life –
questions of the wheel –
revolution, births, falling of the veils
– shutter at the sight – Eternity.

The time is now – as we understand,
looking at the smiling waters,
pigeons at my hand.
Boats are toying – like lovers in the sun,
waters lapping at the hulls, since time begun.
The soul fleeing its cage, so mingling with the wind.
I, and the Stars –  are one.

~ HH Zemmrich

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