Lukewarm Winter rays breach each
Burgeoning towering cumuli
Dazzle dancing upon crossed wakes
Happiness bubbles within
Bouncing homeward
Upon the Brisbane River
Yearning to hold fast
This fleeting joie de vivre
Undaunted by chilling
Eurus whipping the deck
Of the catamaran
Icy spray hitting my face
Coming about gathering speed
As Brett’s Wharf comes into view