Sea Hore

Listening to the profound music of the Sea,
Watching the tide;
Destined to build my nest in dreams alone.
The real world is cold and cruel
How unfair it feels
This was the prologue to my life
How lucky
O tide!
Any shape you wish…
You assume you acquire
Unlike the human
You are free
I envy you – o tide!
I dream to dance
With the tide
I hope to fulfill someday
Let this be the epilogue to my life.