Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea, seeking solace in the open arms of the boundless ocean. Their journey, a testament to patience and perseverance, mirrors the silent yearning of a heart in search of its haven. As they weave through valleys and meander through fields, their waters whisper a longing melody, a soft, continuous plea.

“Wait for me, wait for me,” they sigh, their currents echoing the deep desire to unite with the vast expanse that promises understanding and peace. In their solitary trek, they carry fragments of landscapes traversed, stories of distant places, and the essence of the earth from which they sprang.

Upon reaching the sea, these rivers find respite, their wanderings embraced by the infinite blue. Here, their loneliness dissolves into the collective harmony of waves, becoming part of something greater, something eternal. The sea, with its open arms, welcomes them home, reminding us that even in solitude, there is a journey that leads to connection and belonging. 🌊❤️

©️ Beatriz Esmer