Sea Ocean Poem by Darlan M Cunha

The sea is small because the world is
small. I can see your complete mass,
and I see a beautiful Japanese girl
dressed in a sand-colored cloak
playing violin on a deserted beach,
there on the other side of the world -
this is living or try to make shortcuts appear,
make the sense of loss not muffle
the violin chords, nor the chords
and our disagreements with ourselves.
The sea is our size, its foams
spilled on the beaches look like petticoats.