BEACH QUARANTINE 6
I shall be next for the sun
the earliest rays of light
ahead of me on the beach
have long ago vanquished the night
I shall be soon in its path
I who am shivering still
the sand that is freezing my feet
will warm to its great solar will
A star rising over the ocean
is easy to blot with one hand
but the body that saves me this morning
comes triumphantly over the land