For me the ocean expanse freedom. Turbulent waves without ever afraid to hit. Tidal turns without ever disputing. And coral, tough guard, although the waves or sunken ships that hit that.
I tell him, the beach is the home of happiness. Points of laughter broke out along the waves. Where the story of joy come together grains of sand. Points tired sinking beautifully on the horizon along with orange dusk. And the vast ocean without a bulkhead as the roof of happiness.
It has long you love the sea
until the ship passed
away on the waves pile
the wind which was buzzing
distills storm in a trough
Sea just a spider
diligent spin nest
until we can not creep
towards the end of the net stride
We will be stuck in distorted way
far before reaching the destination. "
