To the soft strains of the sea
The booming of distant hill and
mountain
The stars dance about, waltz in the
night.
Where atop of a startled canopy of
leaves
A moon like a big owl sits, ready to
pounce
The sea rising steadily now
Inching its way up onto the shore
Giving added buoyancy to the sailing
boats
Nestling in the jaw of the bay.
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 6:38 PM UTC
To the soft strains of the sea
The booming of distant hill and
mountain
The stars dance about, waltz in the
night.
Where atop of a startled canopy of
leaves
A moon like a big owl sits, ready to
pounce
The sea rising steadily now
Inching its way up onto the shore
Giving added buoyancy to the sailing
boats
Nestling in the jaw of the bay.