Surfing a wave
like some deft surfer
few conversations
begin, then disappear.
Dipping a bit
few last longer
looking under the water
like a snorkel.
Then you and me
in the stillness of night
amid long gone stars,
searching for light -
The Goghs, the Monets
Jungs and Freuds
the Rands, the Franks
such girls and dudes.
The water here is still
and runs very deep
these ones
into the soul, they seep!
