Song Of The Sea

 (Capri, Piccola Marina)


Timeless sea breezes,
sea-wind of the night:
you come for no one;
if someone should wake,
he must be prepared
how to survive you.


Timeless sea breezes,
that for aeons have
blown ancient rocks,
you are purest space
coming from afar.
.
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Oh, how a fruit-bearing
fig tree feels your coming
high up in the moonlight.

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