the biggest moon in three score years and ten

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

her sister the sun escaped to the west

a burning pyre with two winged horses

dragging 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

a dolphin rose up with a perigee

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

landing 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 was restored to orbit

suspended above the horizon

back to her one true love, the earth

 

Image: Byron Bay