The Quest


High, hollowed in green
Above the rocks of reason
Lies the crater lake
Whose ice the dreamer breaks
To find a summer season.

‘He will plunge like a plummet down
Far into hungry tides’
They cry, but as the sea
Climbs to a lunar magnet
So the dreamer pursues
The lake where love resides.


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The Quest