photo: when I no longer understand the world, I focus on the miniature world, everything there is perfect: the colours, the curves, the place, Pohara, Golden Bay
and you will see your face
as the sea sees it: wild, marked, whole
you will walk towards the storm with a confident step,
reassured
by the colour of the sky and your testimony
alone and singular
will suffice for this day
Nicely reflective
Thank you Derrick