Ship

Peaceful piece of happiness

under warm sunlight

covered by blue sky

 crossed by green birds

picking pink fruits.

This purple dessert

tastes of wine and Italian immigrants

and the black beans tell me the tale

of black slaves crossing the sea in chains.

This sea has been crossed

by so many

for so many reasons.

I am a traveller from the past

who crosses the sea

to find a new home in a land

that is said to be the future.

It is a young ship

on stormy water

with no compass on board

protected by blue sky

 crossed by green birds

picking pink fruits.

My sparkling white soul

waves in the wind

like the ship's sails

foreseeing a fantastic future.