WE KEEP THINKING

We keep thinking
in shock waves
along the wind cowed ocean
in my orange kayak
of underside blue
that today
everything can be new
and in wonder and trembling
as an enormous rainbow motions
to us on the sandy beach
of Cape Cod's shadows
when a red winged black bird
soars on the dewy branches
reaching out to children
in the home harbor
hiding in first light windows,
this bird sent out from God
is whistling in grey clouds
making us transparent
from the arbors of trees
in the storm lashed hours
from the wind's distraction
of a warm Southeast breeze
to give us a exhuberant
earthy satisfaction.