Ball Of Blue
I like to sit in the
sand
and stare off into
the horizon
as far as the eye can
see
to where the ocean
meets the sky.
I like it just a little
breezy
to enhance the magic
moment
of watching the sun
set into the west.
Then there are the
stars,
those bright diamonds
of the night,
so mysterious with
possibilities,
perhaps daily bread
to other life.
One-hundred-billion
of them
in the Milky Way galaxy;
the odds are greater
than most probable.
It’s only a matter
of time
before star trekking
becomes doable;
if it can be dreamed,
conceived, or imagined,
then it can all be
made a reality.
I see the reflection
of the moon on the water,
hear the sounds of
waves tumbling on the shore,
I get captured in a
breath of inspiration,
opening new dimensions
in my heart to explore.
Sitting beside me is
my imaginary soul mate
that shares the same
deep passion for the knowledge and
comprehension of it
all.
Someday that, too,
may become a reality,
but for now the universe
is my lover,
and I hail to her from
this
great spinning ball
of blue.
