The Distance

Over my sea,
which is always stormy;
to your delta,
which is quiet and untroubled;
only the sky can witness;
only the sky can say:
how the fishes of my waters,
have seen the sands of your shore
in their dreams;
to warmly accept their death,
and their infants,
turn in to the amphibian
that demand the sea,
as much as the shore.

From my sea
to your delta;
the distance is a life
to a death.