A covert sun swims upward from the sea
She hears the summoning of morning song
The roses in her hair rise up and grow
into a hair band she flings to the world
I am here to watch the world complete
a glowing coral sea bath on the beach
and you, my dancing flame of discontent,
throw shells at gulls that only seek to vent
the joy of another day that brings
escape from darkness and a chance to wing
pure white exuberance across the sky
How differently it seems our worlds have leapt
till even beauty pauses in regret
as we, who once ran laughing in the sea
now search for dreams the other cannot see