Standing at the Basin
Looking out at the gushing fountain.
Summer winds blow droplets onto my face
A cool kiss from Poseidon
A reprieve from the heat.
I cling to the wall of the terrace
I am standing at the edge of the universe.
My planets are aligned.
All is in place.
This is where I am meant to be.
Though the Sun berates me
Grasps me with her burning hands
I remain at peace.
Vaporous sweat clings to me
To my every pore.
I wear it as a mantle
My summer shawl.
I could stand here at the Basin forever
The winds softly caressing me
Waiting on Poseidon to kiss me again
Hoping for a full embrace.