Elbeaver's Fotothing

...you can use my shoulder if you need me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sW65oduoe-U

I Tossed a poem to the sea
that took with it my questions and my voice
Like a slow ship it vanished
in the foam

I asked it not to turn back
without having seen the open sea
and in dreams telling me
of its visions

Even if it never returned
I would know if it arrived

Travel the whole life
on the blue calm
or foundering in storms
Little matters the way if some port awaits

I waited so long for the message
that I forgot returning to the sea
and thought the poem lost forever

I cried my rancor to the heavens
till I found it, finally, written in the sand
like a prayer

The sea beats in my veins
and set my heart free...