The sea is within me
I wished it were the river
I wished it were the mountain
I wished it were the desert.
But no: it is the sea
and it is never quiet
but it speaks in colors, smells, the rhythm of the waves
and I can not understand it.
The sea is within me,
but I do not want it there.
I want it out
so I can walk away
I want the sun away
and if the sun sets and the night comes
and I can not see the sea anymore,
will it still be there?
The sea is within me
and there is no space left for myself.
