Poetry
WHY?
In the dieing light of sunset, golden streams of life reach out offering a last moments touch of warmth and a glimpse of a sight few ever see. For a brief second in time, spreading across crystal blue waters small sparkles and glints can be seen as if the clear waters were a sea of precious gems, before the rays disappear and are replaced with darkness. The once peaceful clouds that covered the sky now depart, replaced with ominous shadows casting the oceans surface into an even deeper darkness. I feel a sense of loss for the warmth the sun's rays had offered as the coolness of night surrounds me. Soon the darkness takes over the land but recedes quickly as silver beams of light break through the night taking the place of golden rays, casting an enchanted appearance on the waters silent surface. On the shore a lone figure sits gazing out at the waters edge. Slowly I look out across the sea watching the moon's glistening beams dance with delight over the waters waves. As I sit there and watch feeling the peace and tranquility of the moment I ponder, but if you wonder what my thoughts are, or assumed that I would reveal to you some great meaning or secret. You are mistaken. For my thoughts are my own, all I will reveal is this one thought...Why?