We sit by the temple
inky black is the sky
the stars flicker like diamonds
watching the waves on the beach washing up
to a tidal high
The glowing fluorescents as the deep meets the surface
from jellyfish to squids and blue shiny sea worms
as we watch we hold hands
twenty we do stand
then we start, singing to the heavens
All of our torches do lead to the sea
to the waters of life we greet thee
we sing of body and soul
all the masters young and old
singing to the heavens
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 2:27 PM UTC
We sit by the temple
inky black is the sky
the stars flicker like diamonds
watching the waves on the beach washing up
to a tidal high
The glowing fluorescents as the deep meets the surface
from jellyfish to squids and blue shiny sea worms
as we watch we hold hands
twenty we do stand
then we start, singing to the heavens
All of our torches do lead to the sea
to the waters of life we greet thee
we sing of body and soul
all the masters young and old
singing to the heavens
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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