in Consort –

emerging from the Sea we collect pearls with care

and acute precision – our heads tossed back

in wonder we look skyward at dry clouds beckoning

a revival of Spirit untold – our

dance is crooked and untamed with

unkempt hilarity as

fish mingle with waves hurrahing in saltwater

their upward Surge a taciturn

ache of epochal wandering Our awe

at your flesh

unclouded, pure, in this, our

bed of coral impassioned

with Sudden breath --