Symphony
the ocean
was rimmed
in brown sugar
frothy foam rising
drunk before daylight
the stars danced
around the moon
and the moon curtseyed
behind the cloud
and there was a sipping sound
as the waves lapped against
the rock that was my chair
and the wind combed through
and the shells of the sea
shone bright white
against the velvet of the night
an orchestra of rotation
though long it’s been
still the strings
reverberate through
time and space
TL