Miracles

To you,

O fish who I love.

You do not know

The sea is yours,

And how the land

Longs to be.

The sky stares at you.

The stars shine

On your skin.

I, only a man

In the water's end,

Sit with this belief,

There is a way to us :

If I live in water,

If you swim the land,

Or you write us home

Where land is water,

Water becomes land,

Like a thousand warm hugs.

In the wet sand.

In our wet sand.