Sparkle
Shining pieces
of you
bright facets
of purity
a perfectly
cut stone
full prism
of colours
the sea will
not erode
childish innocence
ancient wisdom
red moon dancing
in the waves
peeking between
the rushing silver
begging for
me to follow
dipping beneath
the darkened indigo
offering to
cleanse my soul
I am not pure
weathered by
footprints, wind and snow
not strong
enough to cut glass
yet sturdy
and true
chasing the
secrets of the moonlight
underestimating
the power of the sea
through the
riptide torn and battered
You offer your
hand to me
clroy 6/99
