There is a moment

There is a moment

In the after hours

As the sun dissolves

Into the slow swell

Of a deep ocean

Hot steam rising

To absolve the sea

Of blame

In the name of new beginnings

When moonbeams gather

Waiting to gleam

Shadows ride on a tide

Of breaking waves

White horses

Canter over pristine sand

A breath of wind

Waits

To be released

Your lips touch mine

And in one

Fearless moment

It is decreed

Another day

Will indeed be born.