A Sailor At Heaven's Gate

Of all the times I spent at sea, The most cherished was blessed night. Beneath a laden luminous landscape, Unshaded by harsh unnatural light. Cast amid gently rolling waves, With both eyes celestially bound. Enthralled by a crystallized reflection, My pulsing heart the only sound. The warm salty scented breeze, As we sailed with the ebb and flow. Awashed with a heightened purpose, While the crew slumbered down below. I found my thoughts slowly drifting, Towards all the wonders I had seen. From life aquatic to foreign lands, Surfing highways of deep blue-green. It cradled me with peace of mind, That others would never share. My spirit had been awakened, And refreshed beyond compare. The universe and I becoming one, Though a speck of cosmic dust. Knowing my soul was sated well, Which satisfied my galactic lust. Now with both feet firmly grounded, Upon the grass of my home state. I feel compelled to once more travel, Aboard a briny ship at Heaven's Gate.