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.