The waves on the bay ripple in its glare
I sit in vajrasan and in line with my eyes
A refulgent edge emerges with a flair.
A big red disc comes to sit on the quay
As it rises from the far end of the bay
I am awestruck by its voluminous aura
While its glow spreads all over the bay.
The city is waking up from the slumber
I can see a silhouette stodgily lumber
Along the beach in late January Tampa
True to sunshine state the sky is umber!
I see mass of water swelling before me
A bottleneck rises up clucking with glee
It's a dolphin come up to breathe & play
And bask in the glory of the sun for free.
It seems gamesome like all the dolphins
But its fun-size looks like a doll with fins!
I now hear the rumble of a tractor trailer
Looks like morning is going in tailspins!
Om Shantih
Ajit Sambodhi.
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