The Sea And Moon

Last night I sat above the sea

And watched it dancing with the moon.
I sank into those rolling waves.
My spirit hummed its soft, slow tune.
 
The ageless cadence took my thoughts
And wove them into ancient tales
Of magic, movement, mystery
And playful antics of the whales.
 
Somehow my tears began to fall
But sorrow hadn’t been their cause.
I felt a sense of life so deep
The tears were just to fill a pause.
 
All the sorrows of my life
Seemed small.  It was so beautiful
It’s sense of endless dignity
Caught at my heart.  I felt its pull.
 
At last I faded into dreams.
My head fell forward in my chair.
I slipped into another realm.
The sea and moon were dancing there.
 
© 2012  Pam H. Murray