That morning

sunshine glistened on the lake.
A worker guided his cleaning boat
over its burnished surface

Coconut trees and palmistes
lined the shores.
Under some trees waterfowl
screeched loudly.

A water sculpture
soared like silver fronds
against a backdrop
of a green coconut grove.

Her heart opened
to this sculptured scene;
sun flecks from the water
dazzled her eyes.
Such beauty made her weep.

Suddenly a storm cloud
darkened the expanse
like your absence
darkens her happiness.


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