dive

In my dreams
I’m diving all the time
I’m singing a lament
and saving you a moment
imprinted on Butterfly wing
while dolphins watch me
closely
as I paint the pattern on

I sigh as the Butterfly
ascends
and a porcelain cloud
delicately shades from the sun
so that I may see the departure
clearly

a lark and nightingale
came to my side and guide me
while I descend
and the dolphins welcome me
to the deep blue depths
where I will exhibit my body
with verses from my books
all over my limbs
so all can read my heart
that I have poured onto paper
in an effort to regain my sanity
and deal with yet another loss
of so-called
true love.

• Nico Redelinghuys
  25 September 2001