In those revenant reveries
and so defying the lethargy of endings,
many come and enter—
though only briefly,
dipping no more than lightly
into those coral eyes,
they would suddenly turn
into drifting sailors
launched on the boundlessness
of everlasting seas
where all are bound to sink--
so much more potent is
that pristine light
than a touch of Styx.
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