Thousands of years
of solitude
as salty sea
around dry lands
you have wandered
lonely for me
carrying my name
in invisible ink
sensing life
to feel my breathing.
Your whisper
changes my world
as colouring canvas
where I forget
colouring
green leaves early.
Waiting to be imprisoned
in clouds
to reach you.
Let me float
through the breeze
to the far coast lands
where you wait
for me
with thousands of eyes.
( based on the picture)

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