Coral

The clock
marked the hour of the end
of another empty era.

Awakened
with the intoxicating perfume
of starting his new life.

The landscape around
feels like it embraces him.
A tropical breeze
water fortresses.

Thinks of coral shapes...

He didn't know another reason
than a reason each day
and a battle through the nights.

He runs and dreams under the sun
feels it catching up to him,
liberated from the fear
of returning home.

Gathers coral shapes...

Everything he left behind
will sink into the sand,
the secret between the two
is that it will never return.