ANHAVA

Picking
 up leaves
    outside Helsinki
wanting to journey
  to the Aland Islands
to find shells and stones
 even a philosopher's one
poetry in motion
makes us rational near
   a body of water
    and language raises
waves rushing by
when even nature's tone
can create mischief
on the summer's first day,
    watching a boatload
        of Swedish tourists
carrying yellow kayaks
   plunging into the ocean
  thy're open mouthed
in heroism and enthusiasm
 with outspread breath
    under the solstice sun
in the raucous anonymity
  of the elbowing breeze