Bora Bora

The Beach

I look at the sun, the water over me.

Sunset of flying kites, yellows and greens.

Islands and sunsets and sunsets of gold.

Palm trees in blue flow in the wind. Fly, taste

the salty taste of stillness.

I look at the sun, the water over me. Crickets

and waves and waves of silver. Feel

the soft sound of softness.

I look at the murmur of the sea

and the horizon and the sun, the water over me.

Immobility, I roam inside.