The Cool Surface

They sink and they resurface

these buoys in the water

sometimes I see a lighthouse, often only lightening

but in the morning, in the glare of day

so bright the stars just blind me

we are dancing on the water

a very open sea

full of many things- life, currents and mist

it all lies beneath the cool surface

the heat and sizzling loneliness

it’s just another world

may as well be another galaxy

set out for freedom

and in search of a new home.