This is not where I am,
who I might be,
what defines who I wish to become,
yet hear me,
as I am this person today.
I am poolside,
a body of a man-made cleansing,
fills the depths of reality before my eyes.
I wait, and wonder,
is there an energy here feels as worthy,
as an afternoon sun-lit within the mystique of the sea.
I can watch waves crest,
the moonlit sky of an autumn night,
the nature of love around me,
always with a curious eye toward
any indication of my fascination suggests
I brought you here for a reason,
tonight, in the morning,
during that spring storm,
while I notice,
a calm curiosity
allows us to exist together,
in this atmosphere of serenity …
I wonder if one might ever find that at home.
In the meantime,
though it has the fresh plastic
of an arrangement,
a sort of preconceived idea,
its reality still evolves …