Strains of the South sea

“By the prow of the sea“ (a dolphin followed me)
By the prow of the sea,
a dolphin followed me
wanting to be part of
a mystical journey

Strains of the South sea
the island far from me
just open energy
and the horizon
stretched out endlessly

And I intent on reaching shore,
the dolphin asked once more
“Should I accompany you
through a sea so blue?“

But mystical conception
the sun in my direction
I needed no deflection
and could see

the dolphin is free

Strains of the South sea
and the Antipode‘

where winter is like summer
to me

upon the endless sea
of Serendipity