On this day of sky-blue bears <br />Running across quiet eyelashes, <br />I divine beyond the blue waters <br />In the cup of my eyes an order to wake. <br /> <br />The silver spoon of my extended eyes <br />Offers me a sea buoying a storm petrel; <br />And I see how the Russian bird flies <br />Through unknown lashes to the roaring sea. <br /> <br />A sea of heavenlove has capsized <br />Someone's sail in the round-blue water, <br />But the first storm is hopeless and gone <br />And from now on the journey is spring.<br /><br />Velimir Khlebnikov<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-this-day-of-sky-blue-bears/
