THE CRYING OCEAN

Digital Art by Chryssa Velissariou 2014

You are close to the beach 
οh ocean 
taking advantage of the strength 
of your last destructive wave 

against broken boats at the pier 
and the wooden bridge for fishermen 
that fell completely apart 
In the sand a new culture of dead shells 
for collectors of beautiful deaths 
Think about it! Maybe we are all collections 
of  graveyards ingredients  
recycling's wrecks  
deep into the glorious wet bottom 
of the History's crucible _ 
among marine gardens 
with anemones and corals of dreams 
of apparitions and of hallucinations 
Is _ there nothing significant or is it all 
a tangled mess of unexpected senses? 
Do not shed tears, oh Ocean, 
for the broken mast and the lost oars ... 
Everything goes well without 
compasses or courses 
In the travel through time 
Nature finally takes 
all the decisions without 
astrolabe or ship wheel ...