>In the desert of calm in the absence of voices,
witness of forced confinement. Mirage,
plays the imagination and interrupts eventually
the atavistic gift.

Here is captured with mastery a beautiful moment of contemplation of a beach before the sea. The sea is seen as a prisoner of the beach, which is its jailer and its dreamy lover who receives it eventually with each stroke of the wave.
This poem represents an excellent work of writing and images. Well done, brother!