Meerschaum

The sea

The inmensity of the sea is overwhelming
the everlasting coming and going of the waves
it seems to caress the sands once and again, and again
Like you and me, it's allways breathing
it can not stop the rithm
it carries in it's womb a world of mistery
creatures and treasures, mermaids and dreams
The sea is not old, ir is ancient
millions of vessels mark the wrinkels
the breeze smoothes the surface
and forms the waves ending in pure white meerschaum
and they come and go again and again
The sea perseveres, it has no choice
but when he is bored he calls the wind
the two design a devil's plan
and giants punish the same sand
it had loved and caress just before
because the sea, like love, can go to extremes
it can be furious, can be bold
only to go back to peace and tenderness
when the wind calms down and stops to blow
I would like to be the soft breeze
to be the tender waves
I would like to dress myself as the sea
and breath away my sadness
I would like to be the storm
to be so strong
I would like to be the inmensity
I would like to have a shore
a shore to caress, a shore to kiss
and kiss, again and again, and again

Luisa