Looking at the Sea
I have today and tomorrow,
I hear amplified voices,
The sun shines, the arbor
Shades, and people talk.
Actors write, writers act,
It can be the same or not,
And criticism can be praise,
But love can only be love.
Mysticism is obfuscation,
She explains to anyone,
The sea is salty, you taste
Your mouth and hurt feet.
Now it is the sunset they
Have come to see. Islands
Lying on the horizon.
We have today and tomorrow.
~ Vincent Katz