A will that wants to understand
A thinking that becomes a seeking
Below a fiery purple sea
Above a cold clearing sky
Warmth rising into light falling
And in between an airy dream
Driving a small boat forward
From east to west like
A close-hauled heart
Skimming above the waves
Where time melts into space
Where suddenly a door is opened
I can see it even from the shore
Where together we stand and gape
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