Lost (ingles)

The riverbank,

A long journey,

A great battle,

The water conducting your course.

There is no route to be followed,

There are no maps,

There are no plans marked,

There is no safe harbor,

We: the derelict .

The flow: The wrong route...

The river carrying us away...

But there is still hope for the future.

The more we explore,

More we grow up.

The shout: the announcement of the arrival.

The rain washing the unpleasantness.

Here is the grand finale,

The beginning of a new flourish.