A bomb in a sandcastle.

Sensitivity is a gift
mother nature seeds'
the voice, the look,
the thoughts.

I have to dismantle this bomb
the most beautiful bomb ever
and then build a sandcastle
but only with my eyes.

In dreams I take the left,
and that's my will.
Awake something controls me
and I take the right side.

Hopefully your gift can save me
if I'm right this time.
I'm ready from now on
to wait for the real spring.