Bridging light sources

A different sun

Silent around the boat, silent
like stars when Earth is switched off and people’s words,
faltering thoughts and dreams are forgotten.
I place the oars in their rowlocks,
lower and raise them. Listen.
The small splash of drops in the ocean
cement the silence. Slowly, towards a different sun
I turn my boat in the mist: The tight-knit nothing
of life. And row,
row.
Kolbein Falkeid
April 27-2018-MYMM-repost.

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