.. Of Paper Boats and ‘Salty Waters’


Now that you are here,
let’s make a journey together.
Do not speak, do not move,
.. and do not close your eyes.
Let’s pretend
this paper is a boat,
and this poem a sail.
Let’s pretend
these words are winds,
and their meaning a compass.
Let’s pretend that
this moment is an island —
and our “silence” its only route.
Must you ask
about the missing ocean,
come sit by me for a while —
have a look into my eyes.
So you may begin
your journey from there,
.. where “salty waters” roll
Now that you are here,
let’s make this journey for once.


~ IZ ~