Tides

It’s too late for the destiny, I am too involved now…Silky rain has just stopped…There is this one particular rainbow on top of my head, I know exactly its colors and density, but it dissappears every each time when I look up in the sky…

Our land is nothing but wet, smells like chewed grass…My eyes are hunting the seconds on the clock…My chest is full of fears; just cannot breath in well, and breath out enough…Something is missing in this scene; could it be because of tides?

Yet there comes the tide of the silent sea…We are confused more and more…Who knows now where we came from, and where we’re going to?

Having slept just 4 hours, my eyeballs are not happy today, but who cares about that?!?
Last night, after 03:35, there was a far voice deep inside my brain:

Are you on the right way?
If your way doesn’t bring “Her” to you, that means you’re in the wrong direction…And whenever you realize this, just leave both “Her” and that way, immediately find the right direction…

You may be full of thoughts and answers for your very own questions…That’s why tides are for, right?
How about her questions and unanswered dilemmas, do you have something in your backpack for her, too?

Once the rainbow dissappears, that doesn’t mean the colors are lost forever…Tides know how to bring her back, as well as they took her away…

Tonight, just like all the other lonely nights, my feet are feeling the damp sand on the bottom…Sea has taken itself a little away from us…Yet we both hear the waves, and smell the iodine from this far…Darkness doesn’t let us see the sea, but it is right in front of us…Just like the happy rainbow up in the blue sky…We know it is up there, but our eyes are too poor yet to see the free sky…