Photo: In Pohara, when the day is a little gloomy, yet magnificent. Few people go for their daily walk on the beach, which temporarily belongs to me.

The emotions returned

in his bewildered throat

he thought the sobs had evaporated (a long time ago)

but the emotions returned

in his bewildered throat

before the sea that was resting

in the morning low tide

the sobs  were coming from so far away

in his bewildered throat

before the almost resting sea