Warm

Right from the start

Even in the dark

It’s warm.

 

Birds,

Sing a foreign tongue,

They fill

All the sweet warm

With a tangle

Of euphoric praise

 

And the gold radiance

grows slow

And matures

Before our eyes

And it’s hot

Right from the start.

 

Water

Foreign warm,

Settles round,

Drinks me in,

Lures me further.

 
There is a quiet there,

A stillness,

A peace so deep

It could enter you.

 

They dart quick

Or meander slow

On this sun rippled

Dance floor

Clumping in common

Or ranging alone,

We stalk them

With our eyes

From above.

 

A dinosaur head,

A crooked grin,

The slow, deliberate flap

Of thick, underwater wings,

Makes me scream

Into my snorkel,

Makes dad laugh,

Into his.

 

Barefoot freedom,

Climbing out farther,

Beyond where I dared before,

And the waves splash

And fill the crevices

And the dinosaur head

Tosses me another smile

From underneath.

 

The sun sets here

And everyone watches

Lining the beaches,

Camera ready.

The show is free,

The sky, an obliging backdrop

The sun, all glorious

Center stage,

While You blend colours

Like a master.

 

And they clap

As she slips like a burning disc

Out of sight beyond the curve

where water kisses sky.

 

Warm

Even in the dark

The air heavy

Laden with scents

Foreign flowers

Entice me down

To walk amongst them

To breathe them in

And remember Eden

And listen for

Your coming

even here,

in all this warm,

right from the start.