(and i just sat there feeling really loved by someone i couldn't see)

the land draped into the ocean,
it's sweet scent of dry grass and leaves
mixed with the salty breeze
and i looked--

oh can you see it? its vastness
streches to the horizon--its face
scrapes the rocks and diamonds
dance along its plain--there must be thousands!

the rippled turquoise and blue
that make deep shadows
and turn bright white,
they curl in caravans
over the waters to shorelines, to breakers--
can you hear them beckoning to you?

the bleary brightness that surrounds
the horizon makes a walkway
for the clouds to move--
have you ever thought to join them,
on their massive expedition?
it's true they sail at noon.

and i have found in looking,
there's a sort of walking
my eyes and my body can do--
and i take the hands
of the water generations and trapse
over the waves to the moon.

yes, we will settle there,
among the grey-blue skyline
and be friends with the Man and His moon.
yes, we'll wait on the edge
until the darkness decends
and join Him, just You me you.