Frolicking

I am frolicking under the waterfall of the pool

In the waves of the ocean

Along the roads of the mountains

And through endless hills of olive trees.

I am frolicking along with the new

New colors, new smells, new tastes, new smiles and eyes.

Frolicking even in the cold nights

To not sit inside a door that doesn’t open.

(Inspired by Alexandria Manalo’s line “Be sure to frolic…” from “Wanderlust”)

(Manilva, Spain April 2026)