Sea Friends.

The pathways of the stars
Across the dark sea-meadows,
The creak of swinging spars.
Will summon up their shadows.

The tropic-scented town,
The glare of coral beaches.
Will bring them floating down
The past's secluded reaches.

The flutter of white wings,
The sound of sea-gulls crying,
Will pluck on memory's strings
And send the echoes flying.

The rushing of the sea,
That mingled with their laughter,
Will set them sailing free
In days that follow after.

S.E.

Pacific Ocean. 21/10/21.