Dream of the Return

To the sea I cast a poem
That took with it my questions and my voice
Like a slow boat it got lost in the foam

I asked it not to turn back
Without having seen the high seas
And in dreams talk to me about what it saw

Even if it didn't return
I would know if it arrived

Traveling the whole life
Through the calm blue or in storms to founder
The way doesn't matter if some port awaits

I waited so long for the message
That I forgot to return to the sea
And so I lost that poem

I shouted to the skies all my resentment
I finally found it, but written in the sand
Like a prayer

The sea struck in my veins
And freed my heart