When your eyes gaze seaward
Piercing through the dim
Slow descending nightfall,
On the outer rim
Where the deep blue silence
Touches sky and sea,
Hast thou seen the golden
Moon, rise silently?
Seen the great battalions
Of the stars grow pale-
Melting in the magic
Of her silver veil?
I have seen the wonder,
I have felt the balm
Of the golden moonrise
Turn to silver calm.
Piercing through the dim
Slow descending nightfall,
On the outer rim
Where the deep blue silence
Touches sky and sea,
Hast thou seen the golden
Moon, rise silently?
Seen the great battalions
Of the stars grow pale-
Melting in the magic
Of her silver veil?
I have seen the wonder,
I have felt the balm
Of the golden moonrise
Turn to silver calm.
1 comment:
What a beautiful poem, cadence. It is so descriptive. The vastness and power of the large expanse of oceans can overpower us and make us feel so small and insignificant.
So, too, the heavens with their multitudes of stars and galaxies. We are merely specks of dust, though we think we are important.
But it's wonderful to look up at the stars, and at the magesty of the oceans and wonder who we are and why we are here on earth.
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