Poem Sketch. Good morning everybody, I would like to share a poem sketch and of course ask for your suggestions and/or corrections: "Deep and black the ocean before me, Thick and oily, endless and hopeless Ever moving tides behind my shoulders, A whisper and a thunder, then silence Surface of life, crypt and mirror For those who see… At the golden hour My arms seem to fall into Unforgiven past… Only a lark sings at midnight To let me see through falling waters It’s a song from a seed that is growing, A seed made of fingertips and dreams, Dreams of Keratin Dreams from a future day Born from buried hopes Now only dusty ashes. But keratine dreams Will sail through rocky, bloody vessels Will unify the broken, in time Will live in cells of fire to be again The dance and the dancer." Thank you so much for your time!