Blue

and unscaled

. . .

Too young and too old,
Is this what you see?
Too many people behind a glass wall.
Is this what I feel?

The water dragon’s memories
Before the Path of the Ten Thousand Things.
Let the sea foam’s symbols speak,
The words are long silenced by the restless winds.

Unarmed, unscaled,
Cracks in my scull,
With dreams seeping through,
Whole, proud,
I want to go with you,
This place’s music is too loud.
On a journey, a field trip
Beyond the rules of hunters and prey.
On the other side of the mist
Where pearls are shining, where the light doesn’t fade.

You are putting on another face,
Is this the Unified Field in some way?
The sacred space
Is always here.
There is a door in my heart,
Would you let yourself in?

Anna Krasko 2025

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