The ocean's waves wash up upon the shore.
Children are playing and building sandcastles.
They are different from the castles in the sky.
A fisherman catches an oyster.
How fortunate for him
That it contains a pearl.
He marvels at its gleam.
A starfish wriggles its body along the sand.
I find a big shell at the water's edge.
I put it to my ear.
It sounds like the ocean beckonging me.
Daring me to plunge into it.
Desiring my presence in its waters.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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