he moon cries out to the ocean to call for it
To make waves and commit
To take the weight from it
It shines bright and flickers down
The waves move with no sound
Crashing against the ground
The moon still lost
Roaring mad at the ocean at what cost?
Afraid to let go
The ocean ripples slow
The ocean not wanting to go
The moon sinks it’s energy in
The ocean waves tumble and spin
It’s a magic sight to see
The ocean being set free
The moon shining on its own
The memories shown
The waves crash to the shore, a rhythmic sound roars
Soothing the moon to its core
It reflects upon the water's surface, its soft glow embracing the night.
The mellow light,
relieving the fright,
that once held tight.
As the waves continue their dance,
The moon gives the ocean one more chance.
