Dee: a part of her wanted to turn around and watch the island turn to sand and dust but she had to look ahead to begin anew so she didn’t.
Mr Hyde: As she moved away from the island where her love had died, she let a hand hang in the green water wondering what new heart she would throw her soul into …
Ajanta: The Eiffel Tower stood like a dream in front of the river flowing like life. All architecture is a dream at the beginning.
Summer saunters off the waves
And tips it’s hat to the sun,
While a melange of blue sits on the horizon
Divided like people by imagined borders & arbitrary
Lords of the seas and skies;
Like eternal immigrants hoarded in boats
An endless search for hope between the skies & tides