They didn't know it was sinful, almost.
Just delicious, naturally sane.
for midday trip through darkness,
purity of nothing,
blank emptiness in spacious silence
amidst raucous of day.
Jealousy harbored onlookers, sighed
green vapors of dismay, wondering
if they'd ever dare undertake
such a voyage lacking reason,
no design or destination
justifying something for its way.
Still the family lay, caring not
about anything, not even slumber,
nor what may be when they awake.
Unknowingly, they breathed sea's rhythm,
as watchers watched and saw
them drenched in blue serenity.
(I just loved watching sea lions during my recent trip to California. They reminded me of dogs and certainly barked a lot like them. I suspect they all go the same heavenly place in their dreams.)