Poem dedicated to the lady under water - the woman in my dream.
The world - a waterway,
� February 28, 2000
held the angel underneath its waves
Was she: Frozen in time?
Or a statue made by God's hands?
The ocean floor clouded
my camera vision;
She disappears
and no longer can I see her...
Her pale face waits,
eyes closed,
at the bottom of the ocean;
Her cascading, dark hair,
flowing around her,
is caught in the sun's rays
I wanted to capture her -
as in a picture;
The lady under water,
My Ophelia...
