See-saw this way to see the Sea Light. Big Stellar Light to guide my way. As if on an obstacle course one stray night. A path forbidden and not by love or fruity nectar. Along the long dirt curvy path going towards a strong ascending big light which beckons to the moor. On the way crossed the paths of barking pitbulls. Thought at once to have crossed over walking into the light. However, as soon as the thought came it went astray winding to the edge of a river enbankment. Yet, hearty brush kept me still and from falling inward at once to a dark and surely cold invitation not welcome. Hearty barks of dogs plaused me with much force to fill the air with threatening venom yet an invisible wall up they did not move towards me. Barks of trees hither and fro to scantily jump over and now on the [ath again. All the while the sound of music pulsates and reverbates louder and louder as I entrance its nearness. The lyrics echo out, "Bring a fifth, bring a fifth, bring a fifty." On the deck now to song and dance. Yahts galore to dazzle the river. Twinkled white light ropes to cascade the riverbed. My thoughts eternal to think of such a night are as follows: "You did everything tonight, you did everything just right!"