In the moonlight a shimmer
of anemone flowers wash ashore
settling among pearls of sand.
Gossamer beams spill down
where there is no need for words below
a sky of muted stars driven to be near
We are the sigh of winds
Echoing over high cliffs cascading from from murky walls of caves and back again
Tethered to nothing we are
free of burden, golden sand enticing the
current through ancient reefs,
released forever back to the sea.
Coral Reef from Google