(part 3)
"Look down"
Announced her Captain,
As the moth-eaten blue-black
Encompassing them all
Took a familiar turn.
It became the star-studded blanket
She knew so well.
They were headed home.
She looked down,
And there it was.
Twirling like always.
The blue sea
In its' entirety
"Just waiting for me"
YOU ARE READING
The Astronaut and the Sea
Poetry"The astronaut loved the sea But dreamt of the sky So she spread her wings And flew to the stars That ignited her nights And her heart. The sea waited, Stoic and sound, But the start-struck astronaut Is nowhere to be found."
