Classic Poem

Distant sea, do you know your mystery?…
There, upon your shore,
the smallest dream of man
does not remain forgotten,
as in the soul the thought
—petal, sun and mother-of-pearl—,
on the shoulders of time…

Distant sea:
my body lies upon your sand,
over the shadow of its body,
and it dreams, dreams, dreams, asleep within you,
that it lives without you like me when I am awake,
with my forehead in the water and my eyes full of thirst,
while the sea lives, my blood, in your memory.