Lit by Starlight
Week 43
a rocky shore, awake at night
the seaweed twists, a sand-bound kite
it dances up to space
a swirling fish, the shark's small bite
stingrays stalk, on periled plight
forever in this race
swooping gulls, on blackout flight
moonlit waves, a sparkling sight
all here moves with grace
vital creatures, packed in tight
coral forms, a chessboard knight
please leave without a trace
quiet escape
into the night
to get ship shape
lit by starlight
that time away
slowed by it's calm
set to decay
and steal my qualm
brought to an end
with all made right
time to return
back to daylight