What is normal?

What's normal?
A nudist bathing in the brave sun
building castles in the heart of someone
diving
deep into the spirit of the now
trusting shadows of mermaids on rocks
weaving fossiled dreams
with colors of rainbows
splashing love all over breathing spaces...

Or is it?
Hiding behind a crooked smile
pinching echoes of social circles
drowning
in muddy waters made blue
freezing under the heat of watching eyes
crying tears of forlorn chances

white flags flapping in the winds of change...