My friend, time

gathered in the palm of my hands

with a warm embrace
my friend,  time.

she looked at me

and I asked her if she’d
sit with me awhile

she smiled

we found this bench
overlooking the ocean blue

next to me she sat

we could have talked
about what was, what is
or what is to be

but we were entranced

by the suns cape and
roar of the sea

 the waves would rise

to touch the sky as the
ocean breeze played
underneath the Ospreys wings

 the sun then winked

as it lay its head
on the azure bed

soon then, the lunar

beams kissing the sea
and stars competing for space

looked down at time

asked if she was ready to go
she smiled
…let’s sit here
a little while longer