In hidden heights, of window's sights
I've seen the people pass
Across the way a light shines on
A man paints, what simple ease
Two lights above, some people stand
No curtains mare their joy
Yet in between these lively homes
Empty is it's name
Not once did I yet see the sign
Of human life a flame

I'll wave at them and let them know
Watching is my name
Not a crime, or creepy act
No binoculars do I hold
And honored they should be
With lives so vivid and so riveting
That my attention, they have held
Enough to merit them a place
In writings to unfold

Eternally separated,
The Sea and The Sky
Vast but not endless,
there expanses of blue
Feeding each other
to maintain a show of balance

When saddened rain falls from The Sky
The Sea swells to comfort it
When sunny joy reflects from The Sea
The Sky smiles happily back down
And yet they remain apart

But far off, behind the setting sun
Lays a place, spoken of with hope
Where The Sea and The Sky can meet
Maybe on the receding line
Maybe, on the horizon

Hey Duckity
Cheer uppity
Fear of life
Can turn to strife
The grass may be greener on the
Other side
But they lied
For where you are
Is just as far
As where you may need to be