Floating
inside the womb - alone.
Diving and floating
in the ocean - the planet's womb,
Alone.

Inside the water
alone with myself
and the fish
and the corals,
surrounded by a blue abyss,
immersed in it,
twisting through it.

The heavy ocean protects us,
Envelops us, like a cocoon.
No sounds come out of it.
At the surface, the breaking
waves and the winds
incessantly talk to each other.
The depths remain silent.

Transparent walls of water
Separate continents.
The sun sinks in the sea,
The stars explode briefly,

above the ocean.

Ancient waves of Rock,
Born from the depths
Of the Earth:
An island.
Alone on the island.

Memories of a distant city:
Walking on the main streets,
Joining the crowd.
Still alone.

It rains.
The drops of rain
Smash into the ocean.
Reunited with their source
Loose their identity.
They are no longer alone.

What is OUR source ?