Float

Waves upon waves gently brush against your face,
while you lie still, floating in the sea,
worry-free, just the way it was meant to be. 

This stretch of blue has always welcomed you,
it wouldn’t hurt to embrace it once,
beneath its surface lies a world too.

Where sorrows are a myth, 
and sadness doesn’t exist.
It’s where you truly belong, 
perhaps it’s also where you’re from.

A womb enveloped in fluid, 
ashes scattered across the river.
Life really is a circle, 
revolving around water.