How much more infinite a sea is man?
How might I have supposed that I could map
him out with graphemes or some numbers? How
does he extend beyond himself? The sea
knows every shore at once, knows day and night
at every time. The sea of man is not
the limit of a nation, he extends
beyond his borders, rises like a flame
against the gravity of earth. How much
more is man than a measure? I have seen
illusions and dreams, irrational poetry
that hints at his labyrinth. It is unveiled
that man contains the sky, the autumn breeze
discloses that his love is ineffable.
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