Memory of the sea

The sound of the sea 

Echos full of memories

Listen and you can still hear them 

The bandwidth is just out of reach 

No need for a radio 

Just put the shell to your ear 

Memories mere  facsimiles

All our yesterdays 

Stacked like returned books 

Ones read a thousand times 

They enter the gestalt

This story 

If you pretend hard enough 

can  be made a new 

You tell it to me 

And I ll tell it back to you 

This way no one forgets 

The campfire has died 

The library been closed down 

But rainy days are what tall tales were made for 

The rain never halts 

Let the sea swallow the land 

I away in a boat 

have mastered the sea 

return again

To memory