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Sea Dreams

Leon Trainor

Dec 01 2012

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The sea holds everything we dreamed

as children, and it all comes back

when we drive over a high hill

and see the waves smash on the rocks:

so we awoke when only five

into a darkness full of fright.

Perhaps it dreamt us once, and brought

us forth without a sense of time.

To contemplate it is to drift

back into a vast wash of being

that dissolves the self in the surge

of quite another life until

one last, cold current intervenes

and we know we’ll not emerge.

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