I would love to drown
How dare you call to me,
O mystically silent ocean.
Your lustre,
Your magnificence,
Your silence,
Obscure and divine.
Your call, o so seductive,
Taunting me with that cold embrace-
Far from all the agonising heat of the world.
Yet, did my God not tell you I cannot swim?
Yet, I yearn for your embrace.
O to be so far from this benign existence.
O to be set free.
O how the unknown caged bird,
Comes and goes.
