Of a raging sea, a reflection of the soul, how to soothe the thirst for crime…

He wanted to be a lord in lengths and widths, to govern the universes with the tear of the heart.

Dreams—incompatible, romantic dreams clinging to the fury of the storm, betrayed dreams...

Of a serene sea, the forgetfulness of care, scattering the arrows of love like embroidery…

To send winds to a celebration, floods into intoxication, mother rain on barren land, and the moon full to lull her to sleep.

Dreams—deep, sensual, desperate dreams within the cry of youth, dreams…

Of a full sea, tremors of doom, harvest from the wound of pain's touches…

And at dawn, a kiss of fire, its crimson flashes giving birth to a rejected life with thundering eruptions.

In the dreamlight of the soul, waves swell, towering, to swallow the world, like a dream…

Of an unfathomable sea, hidden instincts, but as its gaze passes by you serenely…

The wind report, in the sway of confusion, spins in the levant with opposing sails—a chase in the dream…

Of a tattered sea, the folds of his life, the dreams of love, the voices of the heart…