And the barnacles in it.
You dwell in that world
That I glimpse
But cannot follow.
The waves speak
Of a child deemed lost
But laughing somewhere
In a dream.
When I have understood
The wisdom of water and air,
I shall come and be with her.
I shall listen to the whale song
Speaking to my blood.
Then I shall be one with the sea.
And be young again,
And be old, and timeless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds me of a Neruda poem..Wink.