Sun giving way
to the moon in the wing
Ocean in green room
busy putting last touches
to the eager waves
Third bell has just rung
Tide's making entry
The unscripted drama
unfolding before my eyes
As I gape in awe
once at the sky
once at the sea
Where does the play end
where does life begin?
Borders between reality
and realm of dreams
Smudged by the yearning
to unbecome me
The sea of possibility
the moon unbecoming
Rising and ebbing
new face each night
Each wave an ocean unbecoming
Every sliver a full-moon
in the making
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