The oceans breathes and moves towards our shores
Her breeze is calm, to wounds quite sore
Her memory, huge, I can’t store
Yet here I am, heading to the fore
Even if I can’t breathe, I’m still me
I’ve once gone astray and stepped on thorns
I’ve lived on saliva, Ive starved to bones
I’ve danced with snakes, I’ve drunk blood from horns
Both left and right, so has my life been torn,
And even if I regret sometimes, this is still me
One day I will come to that place
A huge, a deep space
From whence I can only trace
The white depth of my divinity
But till then I am still here
Still me!
