Nenad Bjegovic by Nenad Bjegovic

Greece in my heart

The Sea

Father, what is the sea? Is it you, or maybe is it me? Tell me, tell me, can it really be so angry and happy together with me.

My son, I don't want something to preach, so you better go down to the beach, and stand in front of it on your knees when you talk with the god of the seas.

I have done what my father said. The wind was strong and the sea looked so mad.

But all I got was big waves and salt on my face.

What is the sea? Nobody knows the truth, and always like the will be.

(to my eternal love for Greece)