Against
eddies and whirlpools,
swiftly he
swims,
running
from no one but himself,
searching
for something long longed for.
Pacing fast
and brave without a pant,
making all
in his way run,
he knows
what was then is lost,
but roars
for something new.
At the end
of the river, there the ocean is,
with its
mermaids, nymphs and songs,
luring
everyone who there dares to explore,
towards it
he goes.
The
savannah is silent and bare,
without a
drop of rain since they last met,
what seemed
like a tragedy, is now bliss;
for he had
found another one.
And all the
tears he had shed,
almost made
this river sea,
but now he
knows what he must do -
away from
him, this land and life, he'll be.
By dawn
they meet, and in loving roar
lighting
and thunders break,
bringing life
to where death roamed.
At the
delta he now freely swims,
no longer
tied to the love
he once
begged for.
Now he
stands, as a strong warrior,
atop of a
tree he sees,
where they
once were,
and now
with his new one he is.
And as a
merman,
this
brother of Glaucus,
heads north,
answering a
long and distant call.
