FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

you think that you can be true now

now that no one knows the roots of your being

you think that perhaps in the beginning of thought

everyone tells the truth and there is no fear whatsoever

and this is the place where you first step on its sand on its shore

someone greets you and you nod and without saying you begin to smile

this is the place where they will conceive who you are for the first time and

you want it to be you and nothing but you.....

you open your hand and you wave at each stranger and then you sit on one of the benches

of their park and you gaze at each of them...all strangers, all without names, all wondering too

as to who you are.