Perigee

the biggest moon in three score years and ten

rose out of the sea balanced on the nose of a dolphin

as her sister the sun escaped to the west

a burning pyre with two winged horses

dragged a blanket of night across the sky

listen to the sweet sound of pan pipes

as a sea as calm as glass tempts madness to walk upon it

to breathe water, and air

as a dolphin rose up with a perigee

a flick, and a whistle, and the celestial ball spun

landed on the spout of a passing whale

which carried it far out to sea

where the ocean, and the sky become one

a shudder of the earth, an outpouring of breathe

and the orb of the night restored to orbit

suspended above the horizon

back to her one true love, the earth

Image: Byron Bay

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