The splashing waves, those freezing spines
The hypnotizing bees,
Those flashing lights,
Those crickets buzzing under the brightest stars
Those sprinkling dew drops
That Golden sea line calling California
Those modular boats and the slummy caves
The sprawling wind with a lovely gush
Those lively robes shining upon
The sweep of the Earth
The wholesome smell of those fairy tales
The still air touch on my back
The shivering arms
And the tight ecstatic view from the bridge
The seat at the water front
with the hottest cup of coffee
The medley market of the dawn and the dusk
The feeling of the passing time
The feeling of pausing in space
The love I engaged in with the world
Is that my idea of a perfect life ?
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