The Deepest Sea
Nightly
Nightly
we drift
like sand upon sea
then, into the deep
we dive,
swim
with the elements of our day
and dream.
This East Sea
is the Pacific
later the Atlantic
reaches all continents.
This East Sea
is rain
falling on mountains
drunken by millions of mothers
swishing around babies
that are being formed.
Our dreams, you see
are
in that sea
always being formed.
The sea connects us all
forms us
carries us
as when we die
Buried,
we become all undone as dust
washed by rain
slowly
we drift
to become like sand upon sea
into the deep
we further die
to swim with the elements of our days
and dream
in the deepest sea.
--M.T.
-- presented Aug 4 2009 2:10pm Busan Sea/Marine Literature Festival
Written a week before in a taxi coming to LG Metrocity from Busan Immigration.
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About the Author
Matthew William Thivierge has abandoned his PhD studies in Shakespeare and is now currently almost half-way through becoming a tea-master (Japanese,Korean & Chinese tea ceremony). He is a part time Ninjologist with some Jagaek studies (Korean 'ninja') and on occasion views the carrying on of pirates from his balcony mounted telescope.
Blogs
About Tea Busan * Mr.T's Chanoyu てさん 茶の湯 * East Sea Scrolls * East Orient Steampunk Society
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