There are lights in the crevices of darkness,
beyond the span and time of years
they have always been there, shining –
lighting the path you did not see
guiding you in the right direction.
You can hear them whisper
underneath a silent moon
or when the wind whistles
and ruffles your sails
water rushing fore and aft
you release yourself to its gentle rocking.
Mariner’s eye to astrolabe is set
and a conversation is held among the stars
romancing your soul, the silence of the evening sea.
© Sumyanna 2017
Beautiful photograph courtesy of Pixabay.com