A shimmering line of gold splits the sea. Facing out, quietly watching, the glowing ball lowers without a sense of time. You feel you could catch it, it is yours, it is mine.
We watch, we wait, with something stiring deep within our core. Soon the last rays of the day will travel down to where I am sitting with my friends on the rocky shore.
As she hovers above the horizon Night-time calls ‘are you ready to have some fun?’ Right here you are never alone, right here we are joined, connected, we are one.
A shimmering line of gold splits the sea, a trail that leads directly to both you and me.