Looking out And into The brightest gray Reflecting questions unasked Without want of answers, Only embraces: Mermaids lost in a labyrinth of sea A bottle of lullabies found on my shore. I never want the gray without the bright Or the bright without the gray You remind me of Someday When our words dance on the precipice Of an erupting horizon Unable to go home Swallowed into sea foam. We can only laugh as they fall And dance with each other instead.