The Bridge That Shaped The Way The Water Thinks


The world moves in complete vibration,

I am the bridge and you are the ocean.

We are completely similar,

Yet we are so far away.

Maybe it’s the trench I dug,

That has shaped the way you are.


The constant motion of the water has left me without any initiative

I was built in the same place and for countless hours I pondered

The attitude of the moving waves towards me.

However, the one thing I long for. Is the one thing I myself am afraid to give?


So without a further to do

I have lost initiative to move

So I stand firm and solid as a broken wall.

I am a bridge and you are the ocean sprawl.

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