BLOTTER PAPER

I have walked
on what solid
should be
for everything has
liquid turned today:
One with the Ocean
everything became
and the sand seems
not to have an end.
Tones are going through
my head
fixing sounds
composing music
escaped music from
the forest to the air.
Melting the sky seems
across that viscous
blue
slowly the clouds
continue their travel.
I feel the world
so close and immense!
the clouds,that sand
of never end...
all as a whole
and I am one
part of them.
I cant talk
but can only on
a bay float and flow,
feeling this water
letting mind go
because nothing matters
only the Universe.