Sometimes one of us stands near the sea英文诗词

Sometimes one of us stands near the sea

by Jean-Michel Maulpoix

He remains there for a long time， starting at the blue， motionless and stiff， as if in a church， knowing nothing about what weighs upon his shoulders and holds him back，so weak， hypnotized by the sea. He remembers what may have never happened. He swims through his own life. He lightly feels its shape. He explores its distant edges. He allows the sea to unfold within him： it grows to match his desire， becomes intoxicated on his sorrow， strikes out like a blind man‘s cane， and leads him without haste where the heavens alone have the last word， where no one can say anything else，where no tuft of grass， no idea grows， where the head emits a hollow sound after spitting out its soul.

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