The Sea in the Sky

He stood at the edge of water,

Staring out at sea, the sea at night.

Like a rippling, massive black canvas far away,

The sea came to life near the shore,

A Crashing and frothing wave, a wave so white.

The black canvas mirroring the sky,

But for the undulations that roared out sporadically,

Getting louder and larger nearer the shore,

Angrily reflecting the moonlight

They crashed on shore, delighting men and women,

Then they receded silently, a still canvas again,

But they weren’t allowed to rest,

As another came crashing forward,

Then two, then three, churning and shining so bright

All of a sudden they all ceased,

The whole sea a still black canvas,  

Just like the sky,

All the way to the horizon,

The sky was the sea, the sea the sky,

Now they all stopped, not a wave in sight,

Still as a statue,

He watched and gazed,

Out into the pitch black ocean,

That betrayed not a secret,

He felt a calm like no other,

A calm that lasted a few moments,

All calm until the next ripple began its flight

So he stared out at sea, the sea at night

A crashing and frothing wave, a wave so white,

Angrily reflecting the moonlight,

Then two, then three, churning and shining so bright,

Now they all stopped, not a wave in sight,

All calm until the next ripple began its flight

For those few moments it was all one

Like the black sea in the sky.