Espanola

Greeted by joyful sealions
Playing along your shores
Drowsing on your sands,
The blue foots and the masked
Concerned with their business of living
Complete in their fulfillment,
The sea explodes against the rocks
Strains to touch the clouds
Falls back and showers the lava,
The last albatross soars away.

© 2019 Maggie Grimes