21-12-2025
If no word can describe your existence,
I will create something to serve as assistence.
Lying in the water on the beach’s shore,
my face still rises above the surface.
Absorbing an unknown feeling I deeply adore.
My senses are fulfilling their purpose.
Because when the seagull starts to sing,
the sea does something extraordinary.
Water suddenly begins to ring,
and the emergence of waves is involuntary.
I feel the movement in my body,
and sound in my ears.
Such a precious experience,
can only bring one to tears.
But since there is nothing about you I can assume,
I decided to give you an identity by naming you ‘the bloom’.