@sucessgr 22 February 2022 more from that month

[Act 2, Chapter 1] A poem by the poet Jooseph 227

Somewhere there is the sound of a boat beating tu- ooh, but no thorns to predict the danger are caught. Ride the wind and shoot the waves over it, like a melody in your ear, it goes back and forth between heaven and hell. Anxiety is conceived into a future that cannot be overcome. Do not be afraid, as in the power of Jesus who stepped on the Sea of ​​Galilee , who can make the voyage successful? Somewhere else , a loud stomach pounding, a crisis shivering from the side, and an emergency. The captain's voice urgently through the helmsman 's speaker The sound of footsteps from above and below the deck , No movement is detected by the radar . Only the sea becomes more foggy, and no one witnesses the threat of the unknown . Boom , loud roaring sound Red flares are fired and rat flames that have hidden their tails in the center of the fog cannot be revealed on the full moon. I suddenly miss the land. Sailing becomes skeptical. Was it a long wait in pain to hope for a ray of light that was not revealed in front of our eyes ? Ah, will we always die to end this tragic self-abuse today? When will this unsettling history come to an end even on earth ? In the center of the foggy sea that cannot be turned behind the bow , I have never been able to dock at a pier like this and never even land on land. hymns are heard Despite the fog warning that will never go away, the sail slides gently and lights come on as if you could hear the sound of your breath .