Ecstatic

This road looks unfamiliar

But we don't mind

The trees on either side

Are in bloom, look like

Birds thinking of flying

But not wanting to leave

There is no male gaze

To ruffle the serenity

As if to complete the scene

A light drizzle begins

The little one says

Don't unfurl the umbrella

I want to get wet 

The other companion

Takes off her stole 

What burden this is

We stand and laugh

In the middle of the road

And looking at our faces

Laugh some more for no reason

Suddenly happy for no reason

Suddenly ecstatic as if stumbling upon a truth.