SEA WHISPER

When the sea is calm, I can hear you whisper my name ... my name is as old as the stars. The sea knows who I am, it has seen how I waited for the waves with answers. The sand is trying to tell, that the answers should have been in the sand, but the time has wiped away the answers. The shell tries to whisper that a new beginning is coming. The sea that has taken your beloved, has been trying to give back the grains of sand of happiness. The sea takes, but gives back much more.