light from a distance 

floating cloud

drifts into the night

stars twinkling above

soft sounds from the waves 

water below

still as the image of the moon

patterned brightly in pieces

acros the floor of endless water

and in the quiet calm

the edge

far to distant to be seen

there is the tinge of purple

as the light from a new dawn waits

patiently 

quietly 

when its light will fill the sky

and we will gasp

would you look at that!

pointing overhead with such wonder and such joy

for the world is filled with such beautiful moments 

inhale the world

dew-scented mornings

pulling breeze from a golden sun

seriousness left behind

and all that remained was

laughter

filling the air
if dancing among rosy clouds

meant spending time with knowing

a deep burning fire would fill me

with a spark of inspiration
beginning again would release

self mispersceptions

and heal the jagged edges of time lost

just a moment inhaling the world

and then…