I've heard often the sigh of red & gray pool
in greenland, water in the bending sea—
Trees cluster with each slap, lapse flashed
in another state, during fishes swim swiftly
switch, I heard singing in gray twilight
weird hands, hammers at the end
to death, to dusty sand, twilight snatch
another land.
On the horizon the sky rests,
the water lapses, flashes move, moaning
cries deceased, how the ocean stay calm
with surging flushable wipes
that swallow ring balls, back to the score
one, I dive once again in the driving edge
small fishes swim, swiftly caught by big
snails, another monk waits for turns
to catch in bigger nets.
A visible wall
before the act no one sees, no one knew
Windy silence til the ice breaks.
— 16th December, 2023
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