How will you mark the traces
of a sailboat in the gale
when the sun is in his bed
and the moon is in her dreams?
You will knock at the doors of heaven
and stand before a legion of angels,
begging them to awake the sleeping sun
and steal the dreams of the moon for you.
Will you dare to stop the gale alone?
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
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