A Sail Off the Coast of Time

Let’s sail into the misty night,

under sparkling stars, in a rowboat,

headed to a city outside the hands of time.

An everlasting shine envelops every corner,

where radiant citizens know no foreigner.

May my life be baptized upon the sunrise of my stay.

Let there be joy overflowing from my eyes.

With a turn of my face,

I’ll see my mom dance again with her husband

in the cleanest room of my grandmother’s mansion.

Each room has been expanded.

Not a spot or wrinkle on the window drapes.

I once threw a wishing stone into the backyard lake as a child

and saw it ripple.

Today, I finally received the signal

when the mayor called to tell me it would all be clear.

“But, for now,” he said, “Capture each moment and hold it dear.”

All the neon signs glow ‘I Love You Forever.’

I felt a familiar breeze hug me in the warmest weather.

Off the coast of that pearly beach,

the skyline is a beacon for the lost at sea.

Let’s sail off the edge of the world

and leave our tears behind.

We don’t have to be magicians to disappear from the grip of time.