A Palace of Blue

Consider the water fields that float in the ocean Forever-flowing words that speak in constant motion See the secrets that lean into the salty breeze Watching with aquamarine eyes and brawny hands They are like sea stones that roll beneath your feet There for a purpose but uncomfortable to stand upon You walk where the sunken cities once towered so long ago Threads of the long forgotten cries journey into the tides Their lonely hearts pound with the beat of the shoreline Scattered shells and buoy bells to the calls of the grave Here in this distance place where they hold my hands Where the clouds and the ocean meets, near a seagulls retreat Dressed in a palace blue, eternal to the heavens It is here in this watery unknown their story keeps in the darkness Gone far into the silent mist parting waves with that fateful kiss I feel their loss rolling in the dreadful mooring song another angler gone