Ocean...
Ocean...
We are like spring,
That shyly appears,
Like a trickle of transparent water,
Needing to find their course to
Find the immensity of the sea ...
See, our origin is the purest spring.
With its crystalline waters that in a rush
Let it drip, generating life wherever it goes
In the calm waters of each river, I'm there ...
Sometimes calm, sometimes turbulent, my
Waters run their course fertilizing the soil of life
That renews itself every day, with grandeur ...
You, also rising, go your way, seeking,
Anxious for pouring into the sea ...
And behold, at one moment our waters merge,
In a whirlwind of power, generosity, and bestowal,
We become a vast and immeasurable ocean
And after following such a stressful journey,
Both allow themselves a deep dive in the turquoise blue
Waters, generating there, deeper life
This also happens in some life encounters,
That once they meet, they generate absolute life!
