Over the Moon

Over the moon, and under the stars,

Where thoughts roam, lost in sand bars.

wherever you are, in being beneath the bright arc of the sky,

The lost breath the wind steals.

I had you there, in hello and good bye.

I had you my love.... but it dies, it dies.

Nothing is gone, so they say, so they say.

But for one brief brittle moment,

I wish I had one more day.

Looking out to Sea.

I find there is a wave that breaks

A story that takes you by surprise

A last long look at imprints in the sand

When sea washes them into oblivion.

There is a past view that dies

In the sunrise glinting on the water

Stand here for one moment

Stay; in that thought

Even when the light has gone from the sky

May the light reflect from water

Within your inner eye.