All these things will be forgotten, 
all these things will be drowned, 
all these things will be just memories, 
the world will no longer have this image, 
and the sadness of knowing what will happen makes me drown, 
it makes me water, 
I dream of the sea, 
I dream of it. 
Sand under the sea, 
but when the high seas will come 
there will be no sand but only the end of this land as I see it now. 
All things will become different and this scares me 
and I don't know why all this will be allowed, 
why does God want to extinguish man again? 
I have no answers, 
maybe he doesn't have them either, 
he is thinking about it, 
he is deciding whether to do it or not, 
whether to give us a chance, 
but he sees the hatred and the war, 
and the violence, 
and how can he say that we are still one thing good?

3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Michael J. Miller
    Oct 06, 2022 @ 18:12:19

    While I read and enjoy them, I normally don’t comment on pieces like this because – not writing these myself – I feel like I never know what to say. But I had to comment here because…wow. This is beautiful in so many ways and I’ll be thinking about it for a long time.


    • Fairy Queen
      Oct 09, 2022 @ 08:18:00

      Thank you, you are very kind to me all these things. Sometimes I go into crisis and I want to stop writing but when I read comments like yours I change my mind and I am very happy to inspire certain thoughts and reflections. Thanks, happy Sunday to you 😉


  2. Writing Vault55
    Oct 13, 2022 @ 13:56:46

    A beautiful piece of writing, which makes one think of life…


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