Not giving a damn about my outside appearance,
I sit by the beach and watch from a distance.
I watch as the waves move in a smooth motion,
Daydreaming while my eyes are glued to the ocean.
I feel so relaxed at this time.
Smile on my face, as I drink my glass of red wine.
I so in love with the peace and quiet.
No one to bother me, just pure silence.
Not a single thought in my head,
I enjoy myself as I watch the view ahead.
I enjoy the precious moment,
Of living in the present.
With my binoculars, I see the splendid seashells on the beach,
with unique shapes and colors of each.
Everything so perfect it seems,
then I wake up and realize it was a dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Welcome back to the real world. Too bad we have to wake up from the best dreams, eh?