Canvas "The Tide Is Rising"

It seemed to me that I was the most important.
My career, achievements, recognition and great discoveries.
That those who love will wait. That those who need me will suffer, because I'm not gone, after all, I promised to come back, but for now I have things to do - more important things and work that the world is waiting for. I imagined that he needed me, that without me he would stop, fall apart.
And when I have accomplished all - my feats and great discoveries - then I will go home, proud and happy, where I will be waiting forever.

Only I didn't know that I might not make it.
So that the wait will not be endless, he also has patience.
That loved ones and even love itself has a life of its own.
That the tide is rising and the water will soon flood the roads, and my shore will be too far away, I will no longer be able to wade, swim, walk.
Then what are the achievements, what is the glory, what are the discoveries?

I will stand on a foreign shore, and there beyond the light of the cold waters the light of my home cannot be reached.

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