What I have lost

I sailed the sea looking for what I have lost don't remember when don't remember how,
lively looking for it deceptively wishing to find it wishing to embrace it wishing to have it again.

I am thirsty of it I want more without knowing it I depend on it. It has my soul and my will.
I am entagled to this search.

Will I have it again? will I know what it is? will I trust my senses when I see it or smell it or feel it to strike it violently with my heart filling it with its essence and become human again?
As the wind blows in my back all memories shrinks fades into small drops of rememberings bumping lively cavitating in the seas of me.

I sailed the sea to find myself.