by SIMONE KUSSATZ, senior global correspondent
[photographs by SIMONE KUSSATZ]
I wish you would
change your mind,
to get a break from
the pain traveling
through my flesh
and soul
I wish you would change your mind
so that my hopes
were not dashed
like the waves breaking
on the rocks at Monterey
I wish you would
change your mind, to
listen to the sound of
cosmic bells and
take another dance
in the moonshine
And yet, I seem to drownin my whirl of whishes,
gazing at the stars,
comforting my soul
thinking unfilled wishes
make space for new ones to come
So I change my mind and
remain at the bay
looking through
my telescope for a new
ship loaded
with desire

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