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Below The Sea
by Silvia
Fantasy poem "Below The Sea" by Silvia Hartmann.
Hypnotic. Dreamy. It's a HypnoDream ... 
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Below The Sea
Do you know
how long it was
how long we sailed
on oceans
wild they were
and wide
and endless
did they seem
and we grew
so afraid
of all the depth
beneath us,
hardly held
at bay
by a few slender
planks of wood?
Do you remember still
your name or mine,
or has it long since
blown away
by wind and rain,
and sunstorms hard
and bright, by
starlight nights,
by misty mornings
where we were
alone and there
was nothing
left?
And nothing right,
and nothing north
and nothing south
and nothing east
and nothing west
and so we dreamed
of lands with happy people
brown they were
and smiling, holding out
their fruits and flowers
welcome, stranger,
welcome here?
When was the day
that we forgot,
and then the ship
became the world
and there was nothing
only us, there were
no dreams,
there was no longer
any purpose left,
or known?
And it was then
that we became
the sailors true
and right, no longer
passengers that go
from here to there
across the sea;
the sea is where we are
the sea is who we were
who we will always be
and you can find us there
we might have treasures,
might have wonders
in our hold
and in our hands,
our eyes are filled
with stars
we crest like waves
flow like the grasses
deep and green
below the sea.
Silvia Hartmann
November 2009
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