I glance up at the night sky
And see the millions of jewels
In the sky, vieing for their place
Twinkling in the grand expanse
Of the milky way

A galaxy of maidens
Rooted in time, their dance muted
But still captivating us
Drawing us in, our questioning minds
That wonder what stopped their dance

My mind wanders
To bath-sheba, to the north point
In that Carribean island of idle
Youth savored on
Rum, tequila with salt
Gazing up at the night sky
As we traced the contours of nightingales
With the Atlantic rushing in our ears

Laughter, at the Ship-in
Alison Hinds and Square One
The first night club I saw on the beach
The waves, the rocks, the puddles
Long nights and short days

A moment wrenched
From history
Treasured, savored, remembered
For eternity..