on water's surface, sails of my mind
Stream carries one slowly
speaks of clouds,
its cold the language of night.
Distance to the quay grows, I'm dashed against reeds,
remember last night's
The moon is full-blooded
This is how I'm used to searching,
this how I advance,
make reality shift
warmly we forget, we rise
the way we rose from water
a million years ago, we're the same,
find the same shore,
get our bearings from the moon.