floating by the river of dreams

not yet a sleep

not yet awake

but shivering in between

not a fool at all

not in love nor blind

with love nor prince’s schemes

Ofelia

floating by the river of dreams

not yet lost

nor gone

not drowned

nor dead at all

put on a hold

strayed aside, inside

a freezing tank

with restless waterlillys

so wet and cold

Desolving ink on canvas

She does not feel

nor think

crowned in red and pink

amazing green

Ofelia

floating by the river of dreams

awakening breeze

she does not move

nor breath

Darling bud’s of hers

when earth is shaking

bud’s of maiden's juvenility

are breaking