Windless
Day.
The
Light
Lay
Latticed
Beneath
The
Pergola,
The
Calm
Bay
Gathering
In
Distant
Wrinkles
Toward
The
Resistant
Sand,
Your
Hand
In
Mine,
Blessed
By
Sunshine.
Far
Below,
There
Was
Resounding
Woe.
The
Two
Canadians
Deep
Diving
Off
The
Reef,
Going
By
Mutual
Accord
For
The
Cherished
Record,
Perished,
Vanished,
Stolen
By
Poseidon’s
Thief.
And
The
Wind
Lifted
Sharply,
As
If
To
Say
All
This
Would
Blow
Away,
Danger
The
Constant
Vice
In
Paradise.