Spirit of the Sea

The river flows into the mighty sea
in fearlessness
not knowing what awaits
or what might be its fate
yet soon or late
all water finds the shore
sinks into the sand and asks for more

The tide goes out
yet a part of it remains
and the rays of sun
dissect its unity
drop by drop, it separates

and finally evaporates
its weight
so that the spirit of the sea
might finally be set free
to fly . . .


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