I saw it, a moment.
Flashing dazzling white
Lights up the darkness.

We stood there, a field
Joined by the hand
Breathing fresh scent of flowers
You like to photograph
Wafting, a gentle wind
Wishing us well, joining
Chorus of stars waltzing in symphony
The world turns as all falls into
Place around us, life blooms everlasting.

My eyes open, the spell broken.
The blast of Arctic wind
Strong on my cheek by the seashore
Which will soon carry me far
Away to another life.
I was told once by a sharp fellow that
Those who love the sea have a heart as expansive.
Well, I dredge now only pangs.