Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Just as the land
and the sea
collide,
I lay myself down;
To breathe, to rest,
to sleep.
And there,
in the bright light,
slowly shaking
from the sting of
the cold,
the most beautiful wave
comes
over me,
and I drown.


Takk Takk Fyrir.
14.5.2013
e.campagna