One evening I walked back from choir in a state of reverie and looked up at the sky imagining it to be the sea. It was a surreal and special experience, resulting in the scribing of today’s poem. When we let our imagination soar and swim anything is possible and this is what excites me about life! Happy New Year 2019 and may your dreams and imaginations guide you. Thank you so much for following my blog and connecting with my words.
Night Sailing
Sailing past the moon
Through choppy, deep green sky
The grains of curled cloud dunes
Clog up my crescent eyes
Oh my how lunar lapping
Can lull the likes of me
The starfish catch me napping
As I float high at sea
To dive into the nighttime
Where depths of sky-bed swell
To me seems just the right time
Of evening’s tide to tell
The waves of wonder whisper
Drift on and don’t assume
Oh silver shouldered sister
Sail on, beneath the moon
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