I want only what the sky does not remember about the sea! It's been so long since the horizon was found practicing the opulent sailors dance, so long since the gentle lighthouses searched for you without aid. And still the water shrinks back into it's own blue belly each night of your departure; how strange the living music kept in a coffin of sunset, the white gulls who give their cries to decorate the dawn. but if the ocean desires more than those feet or the shadow of your legs, where will you lead it?
Considering that I have just came back from the Atlantic this poem was very appropriate for me to read and it was a good read indeed! Can't quote a favorite part because I loved it all. Absolutely beautiful work and words.
