The sea brings them to me
There was once an old, old wooden box with a heavy lock on it.
In it were a young girl’s dreams, but she forgot where she put the key to the heavy lock.
Today the wooden box is on the bottom of a deep sea, where not even the sun can see.
The dreams are leaking out of the box, one by one like liquid gold
and the sea brings them to me…
(© Katrina Spill Keys FeuerWald)
Katrina Feuerwald is yet an unknown American poet – but we at Ultrafeel will change that!