Hello friends! happy to be back.
Morning Start asked for me to take back something from my Spanish Holiday.
As I was on the beach remembering all of you, I thought I hear your voices through the ebullient waters and...this is what came out after missing all of you.

Gypsy waves arriving at the beach
like travelers of times gone,
wrinkled by ages and distances...
gypsy waves that never stops on walking.

Vagabond waves going on all directions
without arrival time, without a home,
murmuring on the beaches forgotten names...
vagabond waves, pounding rocks never done.

White crested waves, like wet princesses
with sparkling diamonds crowned,
Nereid's wearing bride's head's veils...
white crested waves, never quiet or alone.

Sea waves, blushingly green and arriving
teasingly trying to kiss the tip of my toes,
and receding again and again into the deeps...
sea waves, like a crowd of forgeful lovers.

Gypsy waves cascading with a Hello?!
and they say, receding, a timid good-bye...