Day Dreaming Blurs into Evening

I found myself on tranquil water

Floating in a sea of fog.

Every lantern lit at bayside,

My body still carries on.

Beneath this damned frigid cold,

My back is turned to black.

The currents shown, to where I go

As I-ripple-on..

Far away adrift from shore,

Sailing to beyond—to where I go,

To where stars still float..

As my body passes on.

Borders to and fro,

The sky remains dusts of space,

Eyes still drawn to the comets dawn

I reach to Ursa Maj.

The rippling chasm centers

I blink into the stars,

From this moat this vassal sinks,

Into the reflection of my heart.