next to the great, rolling sea. The ocean
breeze felt as soft as my lover’s
eye-kiss. The color of ocean was green.
God’s greatest hope is a great, green earth—
a brother hugging a brother, a sister her
sister. The sky held the cinema show,
Concerning Clouds. One of the clouds told
the unedited story. So it’s normal that
news about starvation unsettled me:
The ugly facts: a blotchy face, a bloated
belly. Myriads of people. Mushy-brown rice.
Black maggots, maybe. Maybe.
Then why a rainbow came clearly informs.
Seven soft pastels over the water,
spilling onto the beach in concentric bands.
God-promised colors by the great, green sea
answer several questions I did not ask.
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