A magic moment

A Magic Moment


Full moon in the Caribbean Sea, flakes
of silver on black water, and the sea’s
calm heaves is that of a giant’s at sleep.

The ship’s engine heightens silence, that
is only interrupted when someone opens
and slam shut the engine room’s door.

On starboard I see the brilliant light of
a cruise ship, it really is a floating hotel,
I’m glad not to work on a ship like that.

My breath as easy as the giant’s, I think
of nothing and no one; weightless now
I join the seascape of my dreams.