FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

at that time
she concluded, "this matter is not our bread and
butter thing
and we can do something apart from these
somehow we
are not the literati who make those split-ends
scurry, hurry and
bury"

and looking far into that island behind us
where we are seated upon a beach bench
comfortable with our pizza and beer and
coffee and that background music of jazz
and wind and coldness of the place under
the trees

our feet buried on the sands, she finally
blurted " we must be kind and patient
we shall encourage those who have
yet to start their life
in poetry and let them explore some more
the world
where we do not intend to
live for a while and then die
unnoticed"

this of course, i do not very well understand.
i dare myself, i have come this far
to understand my life and live it to the full.