The Longings for the Sea
ialways had this longings for the oceans and the seas
for a measure of the times,
here on land
the gravity of stress always touched a solid ground, and you are one of the race, essentially working to fed yourself, your love ones and your family.
anything thatmovesas a member of a state, the community, the taxes, and the food on the table.
a community of the hives you are liken to a bee working towards these ends,
you are wondering the ulterior purpose of life,
beyond the possibilities of the self,
along the trudging day by day into the twilights of old age and death.
this constant reminder of whats to come,
and the reprieve from society for a retirement or a grand vacation,
but usually it is not the rosy picture you get but some terminal death sentences,
the scanings you know could be of cancers and all other deadly malfunctioning anomalies of the cells in your body.
the mind intriguingscenarios could happen in this so call rat race.
these factors among other equations usually
disturb our good nights sleep,
but on a boat with the surrounding waves, pure exhilaration takes place,
the mind and imagination extends beyond the mortal composts
of thoughts and freedom,
floating towards eternity and. the pressuresof the times
you are free entity, a bird, a song, a promise of things to come,
and an adventure of a lifetime like sailing,
to no other island but yourself.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem