The Golden Fisherkid

An infinite dark mantle,
Moving,
Suddenly changes its color
Inch by inch, the more the blue
Transparent.

I hear it
The sound of sea
I see it
That rock far away
It's there as if it's waiting
For the water to freshen it up.
As I'm waiting
To be restored
Eventually, eventually

Sun rises
Enlights the balcony on the reef.
So high the plane flyes out of seight
I see your name in the paintings on the wall
Between the clouds, I see your name.
I hear it
The sound of sea
I see it
That rock
It's there as if it's waiting
For the water to freshen it up.
As I'm waiting
To be restored
Eventually
You're gone.
Perhaps the sea needed an angel
I shall come for you there
Even when it's so cold up here
I come
Under the waves
Screaming your name, screaming your name.

I hear it
The sound of sea
I see it
That rock
It's there as if it's waiting
For the water to freshen it up.
As I'm waiting
To be restored
Eventually, eventually