Seas Swimming in Your Eyes Poem by Adrian Grima

You always want to walk beside the sea,
observe the depths, the blue from everywhere
and you persist in jumping above the edge,
although you're old enough to have known fear.

A lover wishing to tease, with stone in hand
you want to see where it will sink, after it flies.
You long like it to meet the sea's beginning,
to walk enchanted with the sea in your eyes.

The tremulous water has now usurped the moon,
distance and silence no longer keep you content.
There's an entire sea splashing its waves around you,
and now new depths and the swish of a stone torment.

Translated by Maria Grech Ganado