The same notes
that you give
in your surges
I echo them
with notes of force
in feeling
I rebuild myself
with each onslaught
of your waves
in an immense
love
that carries me
with it
and brings
to the shore
the rocks
the whirlpool
the centre
always
crashing
the sea
lets go
and I let myself go.

Translation of ‘Del Mar #3’ by Karina Kalinkina