Chapter: Like in the sea

Hello, me again! Well, I don't agree to mak anymore, everyone thinks differently anyway, but I thought to myself, constraints and restrictions, shackles, you don't like that and I wrote about that once.

Greetings to Sen Jinka, Katha and Melody!

Like in the sea

Why don't you talk anymore

You listen to him, the wind,
who whispers things to you
caresses you gently
blowing through your soft hair.
See how his invisible power becomes visible.

You listen to her, the surf of the sea
the roaring water crashing against the rugged rocks.
See how the spray hits jagged rocks.
Taste the salt in the air and close your eyes for a moment.

You don't want that anymore, do you?
You don't want to be like the spray.
Churned up and thrown against hard rock?
Spray is trapped, always wants to drift out,
but is always thrown back.
And you smile so warmly.

Why don't you talk anymore
Therefore?

Maybe I think I know nowWe have nothing more to say to each other?
We said everything to each other?
And do we actually know what has to happen?
Or? It's no different, is it?

So i leave you there
your gaze rests on the sea.
I keep walking away from you, although I am staying
and feel empty, hollowed out
I think. Not that long, well
as the decision is near.

I pondered long before that.
And how I stare at your back
the decision is made so that you are no longer like the spray.
So that I am no longer the holding back water.
Then we're both moody wet again,
which flows into separate seas.

Or maybe not.
There is always spray where there is water.
But - yes - their dimensions are always different.
Maybe we have a chance after all.
We do everything differently!

So that's why you stopped talking.

You turn around and still smile.
A kind, forgiving, mild smile.I nod and have to grin.
Turn me around
I don't have to say more
you know it