At The Balcony Poem by RIC BASTASA

from here
i see the blue sea and the old bamboo raft floating in the water

over there is a mountain of stone
with patches of green resistant grass

the coconut trees are tall and thin
and the wooden boats are docked

the men are drinking their tequilas
away from their masters and the owners of their fates

the women are doing their laundry on the river
and the children are splashing in the shallow water

some dogs waggle their tails afraid of the water
i am alone here with a camera on hand

my cell phone is turned off
i am out of reach, i am not lost, i am trying to find a way

back into my heart
feeling what my soul wants to say

i feast on the view that this balcony is giving me
i savor what God is giving freely.