Waiting is not always waiting

I wait by the sea.
The wind is raising.
And I forget to breathe.

The bird dies,
If the shell isn’t broken.
If the shell isn’t broken,
if it isn’t broken by him.
The bird dies
before having a chance to live.

The leave is swept away.
The plump rots.
The rose withers.
The mane is cut.

I wait by the sea.
The sun rises.
And I stay quiet.

I wait by the sea.
I wait for the world
to collapse beneath me.

I wait by the sea.
I wait for the water
to reach my feet
and take me with it.

I wait by the sea.
No time passes
without its due change.

You see it after seven years,
but it wasn’t a sudden growth.
It happened while you were watching
that the plant got steady feet.

I wait by the sea.
They say that
I wait by the sea.

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