Alone again, outside on this ragged deck, trying to sleep.
shhh goes the wind dancing though the trees, the world is singing me a lullaby.
The black lifeless water on the bay is now swaying to a song,
The wind is blowing now, making frothy white amongst the midnight black,
Lights from the other side of the bay look like silver and gold sequins split on flowing silk.
The light from the moon and stars kiss the ground almost fooling me to morning.
I do not know where I am going; where I come from; where my life is headed; but as my eyes close I have a smile on my face. I know that right now, in this moment, I'm as close to perfection as humanly possible.
My last thought before slumber.