Treasure Island

Arthur Seymour John Tessimond

(19 July 1902 - 13 May 1962 / Birkenhead, England)

Day Dream


One day people will touch and talk perhaps
easily,
And loving be natural as breathing and warm as
sunlight,
And people will untie themselves, as string is unknotted,
Unfold and yawn and stretch and spread their fingers,
Unfurl, uncurl like seaweed returned to the sea,
And work will be simple and swift
as a seagull flying,
And play will be casual and quiet
as a seagull settling,
And the clocks will stop, and no one will wonder
or care or notice,
And people will smile without reason,
Even in winter, even in the rain.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Edited: Monday, July 04, 2011

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