The Flight

The sea spread,
in all its vastness,
in front of my eyes;
Undeterred, I kept on flying,
For I thought,
you to be flying
right beneath me.
I kept flying and grew tired by night,
stopped flapping my wings
allowed myself to drop,
And I kept dropping
when suddenly I noticed the sea;
Violent and Angry,
in front of my eyes
and looked around for you;
And I found on the shore
singing to the melody of the morning,
Happy in the knowledge
that day was about to break.
Enjoying your song,
little do you notice,
while the day was breaking,
far across the sea, so was I.