The waves carry my frail ship
across a shining sea.
A haze covers distant islands,
makes them shimmer in the water.
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Spontaneity is its essence - and it feels the same while reading it; it flows naturally and free... and to me, it brings in mind an accurate description of a little volcanic island - just across Thira, on the Island of Santorini (a little paradise on earth!) . I very much enjoyed the tender and romantic end of the poem! :)
Here the mind is quietly in quest of a silent island where from the peaceful mind may observe the expanse of the vast ocean and the beautiful green island also. A simple and serene wish of the mind.
Man is on an eternal quest..... looking for places where his spirit can dwell in peace. The poet has found one such place in the far off seas... may be a small island away from the vexations of life from where he can watch the undulations of the sea, where some fond fragrances waft into his nostrils through the salty air, where memories of a dancing damsel come to warm his mind! An etherial experience is created here! The poem stands out for the unlaboured ease with which it folds out!
Very often island in my dreams - is better than in the best reality!