When the tide came in

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When the tide came in,

You started swimming,

But not like I had seen

Before –

More underwater

Than over,

Still your eyes wide open,

A tiny dolphin you were,

Then, when something yellow

In the sky

Revealed the truth,

You crouched forward

To touch the wet sand

As the sea

Was talking

To the blissful sun dawn,

Not by words,

But by your whole

You imbued the waves,

The wind,

The me in them,

With green, with long, with forte, with cuore…

Was it a ritorno?

A true ritorno to a new-born?