La bruma al colle
come
la spuma alla costiera
l’andare e venire
salire e deporsi
linfa vitale
disvelarsi la vita
nell’abisso del mistero
così
lo spirito soffia dove vuole
l’anima inabita una forma corporea.
by t.
The mist at the hill
how
the foam on the coast
the coming and going
rise and lay down
lifeblood
unveil life
in the abyss of mystery
know how to forget
elusive and uncertain
known and obvious
usual and new
ordinary and extraordinary
like this
the spirit blows where it wills
the soul inhabits a corporeal form.
by t.
The sense 
These words capture the ever evolving nature of the tide nicely 🙂
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thanks 🙂 you have captured perfectly the becoming of wave motions as well as of life 🤗
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