Jonah's Dream

Jonah's dream

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 (...)
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒖𝒏,
𝑶𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒓 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒖𝒏,
𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑.

                                           Sting

I charge the island
and the weight of three nights.
It's late;
There is a danger of collapse
In the cage of my bones.
I listen to the weeping
as an announcement of other beauty,
They sing the sad memory
With the blood in the hands ..
I have slept Jonah's dream
For a long time.
I put stone and cold on Nineveh.
But there must be something
before the sun
on earth,
Beyond the right to rain
and to mutism
And this night
or three days after the fish ...

Beyond,
The sea with your teeth,
And a last ship
It will be this spot on dawn
It weighs like island.

Maia🌻

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