Back and forth
The tides go
To an’ fro
What we know

Day and night
We Forgo
Dreams and sights
Are ergo

Sweetness feigns
With high hopes
In the reins
Of tied ropes

Upon the sea
The wind blows

Lines drawn across the silk lit sky
With a finger ink trail
Brush strokes of boundless size
This canvas stands painted still

Crimson light horizon
Dipped in yellow hues
As this muted night darkens
Peach struck clouds subdue