Poetry

The Sea

I always looked at the sea, trying to find me,

And I knew that one day I would.

On the Middle East Sea, I saw the wave.

A Silver peak, shined from far away.

The Sea had told me about that wave:

“One day will come; it will be so shine that would get you blind.”

Oh Love, why you come unannounced?

Then again the sea had warned me:

“Be aware of the waves they are forthcoming, is what you asked for”

Finally, I did not care, I had the silver in my hand, I ride the wave unconventional,

 I am happy, I am dreaming again and I am on my way to Ithaca, home at last!

“Oh Divine power!  Why me ? Why now ? ”

I asked the Sea, as I raised my arms, holding the silver in my hands.

“ Why Not ? ” The Sea replied.

And grabbed the silver from my arms, at that moment I lost my Heart...

I was fool and unaware; I took decisions with my head

Lost the wave and crushed on the dark sand, but now I know what I want.

 To ride that special silver wave, again & again, all the way home to my Island.

I cherish the journey that I lost; I am far away and I am looking at the Sea,

So much to see in an endless Sea…

I am sitting on the bench and the waves are riding away,

One by One, Side by Side, Bigger and Bigger, they waving away.

I look at the sea and it does not say much

But all of a sudden, I heard my heart…

“She was the One, Sea is never Gone…”

By: Stathis Antonakopoulos