If I were summoned

to create a treasure

I would take:

The hands from a palm tree facing the mouth

Of the wet beach, waves rushing 

Fast as a supersonic car.

The eye of the blue sea running to the shore,

the sunset reflecting to the water

flowing slow as a tree’s roots.

The ferrari fast as a supersonic car on

rails of a train, like a roller coaster 200mph

better than a building that has a train inside.

A boats eye facing the north sea the,

lights reflecting the dark blue sea,

The yacht walking to the boat.