The moon is a silver platter

Huge in the diamond-filled sky

In my boat, on my lake

I bask in this wonder

And sup on the heady night air

Wrapped in the safety of solitude and darkness

Cradled gently on the undulating waters

Slowly I fade

Sinking to commune with the depths below light

Rise to bathe in moonshine and starshine

Treasure the lightwater road

I am the lapping of the water

I am the rippling pattern of the water

I am the moon’s image shining up from the water

I am at peace with the water beneath and the light above

We are one.