SEASIDE VIEW
I’m sitting inside my hotel room in a big brown chair
embracing a window view, downhill, towards the sea
staring fascinated at the deep blue sea and its foaming waves
but not in a despairing way, as I never would dare to do
the sea is much more than an element to me
it is an essential part of mine, my raw identification
loving its forceful strength and majestic being
always feeling home close to it, no matter how far away I am
my head leans backwards, resting softly in that big brown chair
looking through the thin layered bright reflecting windows
seeing the sea in fascinating lights, broken by prism
and filtered by the salty air and mist in the air
I travelled west, just to face east again
and I don’t know which direction I exactly should be facing
maybe the answer is somewhere ankered on the seabed floor
through big windows, hours long, day after day, I dare to search
I hope one day the sea will push me in the right direction
rinsing my soul with salty water, like the best medicine I can imagine
healing from past challenging days, cleansing and rebuilding me
making me healthier, I dare to dream