I forgot how it was


Shifting sands, there I was, on the beach.
Standing alone, straight up in the wind.
The big endless sea, threatening these waves in my direction
But I won’t
step aside.

As the sun used to rise
And as the moon used to be around here
As the dark is becoming day
And the light dissapear

It’s the perfect place to be
I just forgot how
it feels.



The river’s side

A stream

far from constant

rushing through

narrow gorges


taking breaks in

the few small places where

the water collects in places of wideness

Do you know if it

ends in the sea?