On the way
In the depths of the ocean floor
new scrap to the old one
Have you been a long time here?
There are not counted mornings
Kilometres, nautical miles here
But we're on the way -
who cares of from short standstills.
Yeah – could you tell me
where were you going?
©2018 Heikki K. Auvinen - Development Consultant - Asumer Oy