E.E.Cummings advised...

maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,

and milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;

and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea


às vezes é preciso aprender... aquilo que o mundo nos oferece também nos pode tirar, com a mesma rapidez ou surpresa. No final (se é que se pode falar num final) o único que nos resta é aquilo que já tinhamos ao início: Nós.