A Monkey In the Moonlight

I was the captain of the vessel that sailed every sea on the moon. I always felt that something wasn't right. Funny shaped shadows were cast upon the earth's seas, seems there WAS a monkey in the moonlight. The wayward rain shifted in between our dreams. The quintessence of crystals locked within solid moonbeams. Ophelia rose from the cradle, with her souls' integrity clenched in her hand. Her dream thrust forth like mountains, becoming Ophelia's Dreamland. Where possibilities tasted like colors crackling to life-- where darkness has been laid to rest...