Night doesn't end,
It just turns blue
When the first light
Shines off the sea,
And bounces up
Off the coral and shells
Of crab and the dark whales.

It lightens all day
To a sunny white light,
And at noon, a blinding timer,
And everyone knows
To go get their eyes off the line.
They're finally dry.

But the blue doesn't end
When the night lights out,
It just streams into the darkness.
With a thread of longing,
It vanishes in and disappears,
Like the tail of a kite
Whose string has snapped
On a rugged oak,
And blown completely free.

-jenn