The sky and the sea ★From where the sea begins, a story begins, an old story. Not saying anything of the same heart is soaked in sea or salt water. That path, the foundation that moves under the sand-covered feet. ★After a while the sun sets in the huge blue sea and sometimes the sea is my envy. In the throes of thousands of turbulent waves, he wants to be my sea from time to time. So stable so deep. The blue sky that touches this vastness is just blended between me like you. The sky in the depths of my sea in a blue sari at an arranged dress distance. ★That story, the sea, the sky and I sit by the sea and hear the whispers of old oysters. The taste of your lips in the salty wet air is my tears. That path, the absolute affection of touching the wet sand, I am the sea and you are the blue sky. Image source:::NM Khademul islam sena