All the lightening ridge along We drove
All day, through dappled warmth and cool
Under canopy abode, and slid along
The road, to the perpetuity of waves

Beauties heaped on beauty, climbing vista
Windows to the skies, that ceaseless
Were a welcome tyranny of blue
That left no room, for thought of confinement

All day long we strode then rested here
With sunburnt thighs, or there strained
With searching eager eyes that hungered
At every corner, for hidden coves

Of rocks and cool azure, where unity
Of children curious, explore
That boundless underworld of dreams-
We paused; removed encasing shoes sore

Feet hot and riddling sand, searching for cool
Then gave them to the ocean
And waded through the pools
Of emerald and starfish

Quartz reflecting every tickling warm
Refraction of the sun, and
All day long we would run
From the island, north to south

Along a neck of tapered verdant green,
Down through forests, cooler eclipsing
Anything I’d ever seen, into the violet
Cloths of evening, and made the southern shore

Where an old and driftwood white, sea washed
Lighthouse, unlit, yet glowed in front of evening
Beyond its lamp lit door, a story breathing
Our final salty day drenched resting place

Perched on the grandest coastal shelf, nothing
South 'til Antarctica, and nothing of the self
Emptied into that swollen evening
Of endless horizon looked upon

Try never to forget what we felt, or left behind
All I have are words and pictures
Facsimiles of the mind, but I know
Those waves, echo ever in eternity.