The breath of the sea.

The breath of the sea

 Peace on those rocks,

 the tormented flight

 of a thousand seagulls.

 Primitive dismay

 of the immense,

 the instinct for freedom

 rediscovered virgin

 they overwhelmed nostalgia and hopes.

 A fisherman broke the silence.

 He explained to me that the conch

 she sings because she is alive,

 and the sea that she has lost weeps.

 Then he went back to her grimace.

 I to listen

 the breath of the sea.