,,,,,,,,,I hope not at a person
or a personality or a perception
of weakness of anyone....

but
,,,,,,,,at ironic whims of seasons
or a cat playing with a treefrog
smile at nature's randomness........

perhaps
,,,,,,,man's lack of understanding, at me,
thinking I know more than her,
my building my temple along the shore

That
,,,,,,,has flooded one hundred times before,
and I see The One, if God or Nature or chance,
smiling at my foolishness.

Where
,,,,,, they have all laughed been tickled before,
I am not the first to be assinine, the
corner of my lips turned up, grinning.