wild goose chase
utopia
Everything I know could be bounded in a teacup.
I know the cords that bind me to you can’t be measured by ordinary metrics. I know the tree whose limbs shelter us from storm can lose its leaves. I know the tides of the sea, which every hour yields gifts and surprises, can also sweep me out to drown.
And I know there is no sea, no tree, no cord. I know the teacup is empty. I know there is no teacup. I know there are only my teacup-shaped dreams and wishes.
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