I grieve for the water I lost – I am longing for the sea I must have

As much as I try to quench my thirst
it comes back stronger
And it will end not with sweet water
but deep – rich salty
because I am a stranger to this land
but my presence permanent

So tell me
How can I find balance
when the grass around me grows wild – tall
concentrated in city centers?
The nature is so confused
fragile on your actions
which are more important than you think.
The time passes – comes –
she will be gone – and you with her