on the edge of the earth where the lonely rock meets the sea, in this maelström that keeps growing harder, my hopes and solicitude collide with melancholia and torment.
Étiquette : sea
wrath of Prometheus
a glimpse of hell scorched my soul, salty ripples lick my wounds, behemoth whirlpool wants to tear me away from my pedestal.
once i left you far behind, a darkened sky closed the day, all flames shall dim.
ocean of delusion
all my expectations has disappeared, crushed by the waves, if only my heart could sail.
headland of disenchantment
farewell to daylight, a gloomy night spreads out the sorrow, the sun is gone and dead.
feeling so small in this world so big, i’m facing the silver deep rising all around me, will it consume me or carry me on ?
the celebration of the damned, bewitched monolith ascent revealing his mystery : « my sorcery was the power that strong souls must have over weak spirits ».
looking toward the vast beyond, seeking for a new existence, one step forward is the nothingness and one more back is you.
the tides rise & fall, time’s wear and tear makes us weak & old, unremittingly erasing footprints & memories.
standing here along the seashore, surrounded by slapping waves and howling winds, i feel like an illusion in a world of disillusion.
suspended there reflecting deep, where time is frozen mesmerize in sleep, i’m taking place among forever.
feel like a leaf on a tree, blown away for ever, into the cool autumn breeze.
stream of consciousness
as the motion of the ocean sways my soul, the cycle of light blurs the distance, blue waters no longer cry.
lost in confusion
facing that world full of nothing, my disrupted mind keeps wondering, what’s the explanation ?
breathing through the undertow, lashed out by avidity, beaten up by the elements, i struggle to survive.
far from here
from time to time i find myself looking westward, thinking about what i have left behind, the sorrow of passion still stab my heart.
disasters that we’ve triggered, thrown all of us into obscurity, we are idols with feet of clay.
over abyssal depths, halo of light, lead the sail.
in the distance, i espy the other side of the world, ending a long journey.