From the point where the sky met the sea,
Shot down a lighning bolt,
And in tremor, it hit my boat.
The sea growled like a monster,
And I cried like a kid.
I was all alone in the sea.
It hailed from the heavens,
And the storm rose above my head,
......
Why should I worry, it was just a Dream
It is not real, no need to scream
A Dream is an Illusion, though vivid it may seem
But Life is different; Life is real
Don’t we all suffer, don’t we all swirl?
Very few go deep to discover the treasure, the pearl
What is this Journey of Life on earth?
What is the Purpose of our human birth?
......
Around others you held me close;
Told me I was the one you loved most.
Everything you said later revealed as a lie;
You always knew how to make me cry.
My last homecoming, you ruined that too;
The reason why, no one knew.
Once you'd ask it'd never end;
I should have known what you'd intend.
Others came, you quickly held me;
Oh, how easily you always fooled me.
......
I’ve been walking for a mile
The woman stalking me has been sniffing for a while
She has become my second shadow
I hope I am not the source of her sorrow.
I quicken my steps on the quagmire of illusion
She hastens with her shadow on the plinths of delusion
One thing is sure: I’d out-walk her.
She makes her resolution as well not to remain in the rear.
......
Reach out your hand—
Together, we can stand.
In this race for fame and glory,
We've lost the thread of our true story.
A mask may cloak your face and name,
But never wash away your shame.
Children lost, left cold and bare—
What happened to the dream we’d share?
......
Around others you held me close;
Told me I was the one you loved most.
Everything you said later revealed as a lie;
You always knew how to make me cry.
My last homecoming, you ruined that too;
The reason why, no one knew.
Once you'd ask it'd never end;
I should have known what you'd intend.
Others came, you quickly held me;
Oh, how easily you always fooled me.
......
"The Shark's Silhouette"
Far out,
a darker band sometimes drifted
under the surface-
not a body,
not a fin,
just a passing shift
......
Wat ik zag
was nooit echt,
alleen het verlangen
vermomd als waarheid.
Ik hield vast
aan rook
en noemde het zekerheid.
What I saw
was never real,
only longing
disguised as truth.
I held on
to smoke
and called it certainty.
Was ich sah,
war nie echt,
nur Sehnsucht,
getarnt als Wahrheit.
Ich hielt mich
an Rauch fest
und nannte es Gewissheit.