Love letter to the deep

Every night
i can hear the sound of the sea
gradually dissolving into
my heart
the sound after so many years
whether far or near
it’s always parallel to
each of my dreams
rhythm of the waves
is a breathtaking resonance
i often close my eyes
drown in the sound
of the sea
cry of a gull
it takes away worries
and offers an embrace
i can always hear the sound of the sea
the whistle of sea snails
rolling the waves into memories
stirring ripples
of a fable
echoes from the sky
from blue light of time
at this time the night
carries silence of a car
rolling over the sandy compass
this wild field from the gravel
to the floating ethereal horizon
the immortal
loneliness of the meridian
the distance where warriors disappear
into pasture of the past
rugged posture of boulders
silhouette of leviathan
shining back on the remains of bows and quills
the altitude of waters
after the collision of the soul and the bulging form
is the extremity of the firmament
shield of silver bedecked with corals
antique like cloud-patterned armor
the magnificence
and the bashfulness
rarefied dream blurs the air
at this time the stars
are gone
sentiments of the ancient lore
shall become the eternal motto.

©2022, ChinHooi Ng.