One
In a glass canoe I lie looking up
Into infinity
Floating on wave-less water
Everything is bright black empty
Planets hang at eye level
Every ring, every groove
All visible
Perfectly reflected by both sky and water
I can’t remember if I am floating on air or liquid
Small black islands with leafy greenery scatter my oasis if ever I wish to get out
But I wouldn’t dare leave this view
The air is clear and warm
Only the sound of water moving
Only the sound of existence can be heard
This oasis is my mind
Every star a moment
Every planet a destination
This is where I am when I close my eyes
Into infinity
Floating on wave-less water
Everything is bright black empty
Planets hang at eye level
Every ring, every groove
All visible
Perfectly reflected by both sky and water
I can’t remember if I am floating on air or liquid
Small black islands with leafy greenery scatter my oasis if ever I wish to get out
But I wouldn’t dare leave this view
The air is clear and warm
Only the sound of water moving
Only the sound of existence can be heard
This oasis is my mind
Every star a moment
Every planet a destination
This is where I am when I close my eyes
This Poems Story
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