If I can be a turtle

I’ll have the ocean as my mother.

Just for one day,

confined to a shell with no escape.

I can glide through the current

with love and contentment,

all while being silent.


I’ll bask on any foreign shore,

breathing in its folklore.

Wisdom from my eyes

will surpass the infinite skies.

Heading back to sea,

these golden shores I leave,

eggs of life and future dreams.