(photo from web)
Appearance silence
Inert aspect silence
after battling against life itself,
challenging waves emerald
I shook the soul
as cruel caresses.
no longer fear the worst
not knowing that the worst
will never arrive,
rest only on my ship
waiting for the waves
of my thoughts to swallow
and erase the last suffering.
Creaks wood
under the lash of the senses,
the screams of the crew now far
come muffled
and blend the noise
that gently turns to music,
while waiting for the silence.
Gaetano Gulisano
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