The Old Harbor
Went down to the sea today...

All knowing rain gods shimmering in the breeze,
Taking the form of dampened trees...

In the mystic moments of Winter's silent scene
Lies a realm of moonlight, so precious and serene...

At the gates of gloom,
By the shores of midnight waters...

A tower, high above in the blue dusk sky
Friends gathered neath astronomy's sacred place...

Intrepid these winds that swirl through the...
On white marble clouds that coalesce in silence...

Through country roads in the darkness of my...
To Carlisle and Concord...

Forest roads, winding through the blackness of...
Beneath the watchful eyes of Heaven...

Branches move and sadly sway
Their farewell to this long day...

Wind rustling through eternity's acres
In a pastel land of green and shade...

To walk down country roads during Spring's...
Neath the serene light of April's full moon...

To My Mari Ann
Emerald pools alive in your almond eyes...