Sunday, September 11, 2011

Candles on a Beach



















A line of candles smolder 
on a lonely beach.  
Waves lap closer, 
but they’re just out of reach.
Rocks from the jetty
cast long shadows 
thanks to the white light 
of the full moon.
Fishing boats dot the horizon,
like symmetrical stars 
rising in the night. 
No music, 
save the rumbling surf.
So many bright lights in this darkness 
each illuminates for another. 
As it should be.