Melody

Twinkling bright
An offering of
Guiding light
As I make my way
Across the silent bay.
Winking their mysterious
Theories and secrets,
It's impossible to be serious.
My silence is calmly
Accepted by the cooling sands.
Brushing aside the strands
Of my loose hair,
I am oblivious to all
But the promise to start anew,
A fresh beginning.
As I travel towards
The distant promise,
But near future,
The stars keep company.
I'm content with this
Moonlit arrangement.

-1/30/09