Be The Sea Poem by Jonathan Aspuria

From the white cotton-like curtains above me,
I see a naked pale beauty of sea,
Whenever I attempt to see behind me,
It calls me dramatically.
But when I learned to live solely,
The tranquillity inside me grow unexpectedly,
I`m free but I feel all parts of my body were endeavoured by the tragic sea.
Its roaring reverberation trembles me to stop and be part of the sea,
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But living alone is not a rapture of delight,
Perhaps, a something that drowns me inside.
There `s no way to find a relief in fighting,
But playing along with this! ! makes me wise and clear -don't resist the sea, just go along with it.
I`ll take the chance to smile and lived with murderous tide.
I want to breath, see and discover the real happiness behind the white curtains above me.
And
I want to live more when I discovered that I`m not yet living