Laguna Beach
11.07.15

“Does the seagull know she’s forever
drunk with the sound of waves?

Has she stopped and touched
her blindness to the sun?

Did she ever drink the breeze
out in that vast ocean?

Or took gulps of the
howling wind?

If we ever draw lines and
circles of the seagull’s path,
will we know why?

Will the murmur of each and every
day tell the reason of her being?

When do you hear the seagulls calling?”