God is good.

the sad sea waves

Sad sea waves roll under moonlight,

Gently weeping upon the shore.

The salt of their tears dry the sandy skin.

They leave a reminiscing glow,

The earth cracks open.

Warmth spews from sprawling cuts and gives birth to new life.

Mother moon shines with sorrow,

Her children dancing before her.

Their lives lead to distant crevices where her love cannot shine.

Yet she knows her presence is everlasting