Among The Surf

Standing among the surf,

The moon mirrored the spirit on the beach,

Glowing orange with the gift of life.

The waves brushing my legs

Singing a sirens song

Tempting me into the ocean

As the water spun music.

The stars and my family the crowd,

But myself the maestro

As the world glistened within the moon.

I stood there embracing the surf

Feeling the sound blend with heart

While the lights in the sky glistened,

Each note igniting a galaxy laid before me.

Water caressing my body

And the foam belittling the voices around me

It was then that the skies opened

Displaying an orchestra of light

Gracing me with the beauty of their words

Seeding the words I now write into my psyche.

And while I gazed into the abyss, it peered back,

But the dreams of children and elderly alike danced before me

Blessing me with gifts needed to live life.

But I could hear those dearest to me nearby,

Calling me back to the world that I dread

For only within the surf, the stars and the moon,

Do I truly live.

The tides accompanying my heartbeat

Setting me free from the confines of earthly laws.

Flight granted to few,

View of the stars granted to none,

But my past and my present granted me access,

To a utopia past the skies, the darkness.

Time beseached by the grace of my heart,

Leading to a view of the world never before presented,

Until it was broken by those voices I shut out.

The stars and the sky hovering before me

Accepting me as a child in the surf,

True love shown within the glow

But gifts forfeited for those who appreciate it