Bridges of identity (Feelings and thoughts)

Coming to Australia.
Looking at the ocean.
Imagining the water connecting back to other side of the world.
A seagull shadow flies over me.
I reach for my pocket and get my phone.
I see you picture and the wind is cold.
I wish you could see what I see.
I’m finally with him.
So many years and I’m still miss the mountains.
So far away, but always here.