Full Moon Madness
As I sat upon the sand,
with the ocean's song
washing over me,
I gazed upon the water,
the full moon reflecting
soft, ambient light.
A mood struck my being,
and my head flung back,
ecstacy racing forward...
I was flying over the ocean,
my shadow glistening
beneath the full moon.
Rapturous and empowered
by the light and the ocean,
I spun above the water.
And on the beach I opened
my eyes and my soul,
drinking in the sight
with a smile.
© 1998 Terry Dean/Quelonzia