Like pearls ascending from an ocean treasure
The music of waves sang in colorful measures
Strings of low tones and the echo of the winds
Blowing on my back like sails that billow and bend
My hair danced to the sea shanties dropping like mist
I was being drenched in the musings of the water’s bliss
A spectacular scene as I stood at the old lighthouse door
Surrounded by splashing lights on nature’s raging décor
My face turned toward the ships passing by the storm
Tympani rolling like thunder through an inspiring ocean score

©Kathy Paysen 2009