High upon a rock
I sit and look out over the sea
while the sun colours the horizon
and the sea wind brings back
the longing of being a child
and it’s difficult
to hold the dress around my knees
and the wind blows my hat
away to the rocky pools
and I think back to my childhood
and a life of being free
without emotions had been rubbed raw
like the seashells on the rocks
and in my thoughts I see myself again
as a innocent child
playing in the rocky pools
and looking at the world with big eyes
while catching some starfish
and holding them in my hand,
scooping up small fish with the net
to put them back again
as I was afraid
that I could hurt them.
I notice a small girl
standing at a rocky pond
when I climb down to fetch my hat
and I bend down
to pick up a starfish
that I put in her hand
and I realize
that her world lies open
and I hope that her emotions
will be saved from times of hurt
as being alone is difficult
even though the world around you is beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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