I was expecting. As I approached I felt its powerful energy filling my whole being.
I touched it with respect. And the experiences that had been chiseled into every crevice of his soul, went to mine.
still had the softness of your skin, have left a thousand waves.
It lay on the sand, the sea front had crossed many times beating the wind.
born around the flowers and small shrubs.
It's not waterproof, or struggling to stay afloat, sailing without a fight, and other seas.
For among the big openings of its skeleton, the swallows come and go. And a bird has found shelter in their recesses.
is in a privileged spot on the beach, from the keel, which continues to point to the sea, you can see the whole horizon.
The sea with its calm waves, does not reach it, but even when he misses, is raging and goes to bathe, so you do not miss the full flavor.
few days, with the murmur of the tide, his soul rises above the waves, drifting sea. The secret way to navigate, not shared almost anyone. Because only the old salts and barges stranded on land, understanding pruned.
I sat beside her and rested my head on his table, and we talked at length realized.
returned many days, just to feel it again, just to keep up with her talking.
When we said goodbye and started to walk away, I felt my soul identical to yours.
Since then, I want nothing more than the freedom of those who have nothing to defend.
And my soul hondee filling the air to be breathed.
just want life to me as it comes and live it without struggle, without resistance.
Just be and feel. Only
navigate the seas, green or blue, wide open, leaving me all the birds nest and all I cross winds.
Perhaps someone, when crossed with me, understand my language.
