In a far off land, across a careening sea
Beauteous Damsel made a brave decree:
“I am the monarch, the dominant She
Who Must Be Obeyed.”
Then she smiled a million miles
Sunshine bright for days.
A sad young minstrel on a lonely cloud-strewn beach
Looks longingly on a face he cannot reach.
If he had the words he knows he could beseech
her with noble speech. He prays
to the Goddess of Miracles:
“Please, show me the way.”
On a cloudless, moonless night redolent of dreams
Towering waves inundate sand, glowing streams
shower pure delight, ignite romance’s gleams
A golden thread sowing together their seams
Silent day arrives, crescendos to song
She glides the beach, feeling fit and strong
“Lithe leaping lyric carries me along.”
Her eyes reach onto the beach
To the lapping waves
Where he, dreaming, imploringly plays.
Out here, deep in the sea, wild and blue
Do you dream of loving scenes, poignant and true?
Afraid when you awake nothing is new
Swimming eternally free, nothing but you?
Singing your song along a lonely beach
Knowing not who or where it’s beauty may reach
Strong is the monarch, sure in her speech,
In her reign
Goddess caressed, you are blessed
for all of your days.