surface

I want to reach the people who matter,
be seen and understood.
What do you present the world,
and what do you hide?

Make a colorful drawing
and put it in an envelope.
Show it to no one.

The sun slowly rises orange
over a heat-wavy horizon,
then turns deep blue.

You’re underwater,
but there’s light at the surface.
There’s at the surface,
and it will never fade.

Drums crash, the song swells,
horns in the distance, soothing strings.
The wave collapses on the shore
goes flat and glassy on smooth sand

and everything is
still.

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