at dawn
you wake up
with
no one by
your side

silence
in its irony
begins
to syllabicate

there is
a caress that
makes
you
turn into
a sea breeze

you float
into myriad
possibilities

you become
so many
metaphors

that you can fly
wingless
that you can dive
to depths
without fins
you become an
eternity

one is up there
looking
at one who is
down there
meditating

some matters
escape you
into the folly
of deep sleep

one thing is sure
despite the
doubts

you are never alone
and you can always go beyond
this and that

RIC S. BASTASA

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-are-always-beyond-this-and-that/