Zywa Still

It is a dramatic word: still
Summary of an exciting story
my story and that of everyone living

Still, but in my mind I am already reaching
to the edge of the end, standing
in the gutter of the high roof

to fall and to try what then
But my body refuses the depth
it pushes me back, I can not

glide into the Grand Canyon
on the wings of the eagle
and open my eyes at home

after a world tour, so I still
stand there, a pappus after flowering
and I quiver in nine shades of white

on the edge of the hereafter

Poem 1115
Amsterdam, 2017-03-03
Lucid dreams
Collection: WoofWoof
Keyword: Fantasy: imagination 
Tribute to: Castaneda, Carlos 


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