The Sea At The Sup-Islet Poem by Kinsley Lee

Kinsley Lee

The sea is flowing.
The sea is flowing.
Running down from the blue sky, and the sea is flowing.
The tides with a wind-stream, which and the seas is flowing.

Around the Sup-Islet, by the sunny light, the surface of the sea is been glittering.
The sea is flowing.
Far away, the sea is glittering
As to be the silver light, it's glittering.

In the sea mouth, keeping the sunny light, it's flowing to be the silver-lit.
The sea is flowing,
Around the islet when the blue sky turns to twilit
Without the rest, it's flowing.

The direction, it be never knowing,
From the somewhere and to the somewhere, it's flowing.
Without the rest, the sea is flowing
Likewise our life is flowing.
(16th, Mar.,2023)