I follow vanished paths
in this immense white emptiness
the distant suns,no longer warm,
slumber in the cold blanket of clouds...
with frozen gestures I try to clean
my eyebrows bristling with frost
as I am sinking into the sharp,biting wind
smelling of sea...
I remember the long forgotten wounds beneath the skin
and hear the murmur of sleep...
....
I was about to fall down and give up
when, howling in the distance,I heard her,
the sea,growling at the stranded ship...
I am going home!
I ran towards the horizon following the muffled noise
and ran...
and ran...
and ran...
that was aeons ago...
since then...
I've been following vanished paths
in this immense white emptiness...

as for the sea...

it is still out there

waiting to be tamed...