📚🖤Looking at the sea, I dream without having to.🖤📖+01

📚🖤Looking at the sea, I dream without having to.🖤📖

🌿✍🖤Looking at the sea, I dream without having to.
Nothing in the sea, except being sea, is seen.
But if nothing is seen how much the soul dreams!
What use are truth and faith to me?

See of course! How many, what fatal mistakes we made,
On streets or on roads or under branches,
We have this certainty and always and in everything
We dream and we dream and we dream.

The distant trees of the forest
They seem, from afar, to be partying.
How much happens because you don't see it!
But what is or is not the same remains.

If I had loves? I no longer know if I had them.
Who yesterday was already today in me does not live.
Drink, that everything is liquid and intoxicated,
And life dies while being revives.

Do you pick roses? What harvest, if it will be
Colorful motives for dying?
But pick roses. Why not harvest them
If it pleases you and everything is to stop it?🖤🍀🌼🌻🌺🌷🥀