Fading light on the jetty

The boy looks into the ocean ready to dive,
only his fractured shadow looks back at him
from the rippled water, an incomplete image
of his fleshy counterpart.

The other human in the scene photographs
the end of days, something to hold onto.
On the other side of the water a spotlight
keeps our eyes focused on the future.

Only the ghosting parasols, small headed priests
are at ease in the twilight, they constantly gaze
into the futures we strive to find.