Maybe, just maybe I can forget
How the sun kisses me gently on my skin
and how the wind plays all around me
How the sea, endlessly stretches out with mysteries
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this is a great piece it should be in the top 500. its got so much imagery that mathew identified. this is beautiful
I believe that this was a man's loss of faith. Where at once he was overflowed with the beauty and majesty of god and all of his creations, he, by the end of the poem, comes to realize that it wasn't true happiness at all, but rather a mirage, a shadow, the darkness.