The other side of the sea

Two waterfalls

I live exactly between them

Two sisters

My home is in the middle

The mountain

They look for it the whole time

The mountain on the other side of the sea

Somebody told them a long time ago

About the man on the mountain

On another side of the sea

Who also looks for them

But can not cross the sea

I don’t see that man

And I will never know if they see him

I don’t think they know it themselves

But they are on this mountain

Bringing water to the sea

To pass it to the mountain

On the other side of the sea

I live on this mountain between two sisters

They sometimes speak to me

Not at the same time

They get jealous, these two sisters

They still have not decided how to share the man

On the mountain on the other side of the sea

And now they also have to share me

I have a boat under the mountain

And my home on the mountain

And stairs that go up and down

From the boat to home

From home to the sea

But I’ve never used them

They said I still have time

They promised me 22 years

Someday I will need to cross the sea


* * *

If there is the man

on the mountain on the other side of the sea

I will let you know

Good bye, dear jealous sisters

If Jesus walked on the water

He might have had horizontal stairs

From my floating home

I am trying to float to my floating stairs

My boat has floated away



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