Happy words and happy phrases,
Rushing to their happy places
All surrounding scenes we’ll never see.
Hollyhocks and battle hymns
Waiving ever in the wind
All float upon the river going by.
An estuary in darkest winter
Seeks a solitude to not be bitter
And angry mountains rumble at the sky
Oceans crash and seaweed tangles
Purge the deep in odd quadrangles
Seeking, ever seeking, here I lie
(c) 2009 Vivian Louise Saavedra