Mystical Dew
by A. J. Dawes

Mystical wizards dance til evaporation occurs
Twinkling hues blind the iris from within.
Geese wave upward in flight of the known.
Absent souls stand frozen in time.
White sand
disintegrates, melts into ocean floor.
Weeds whistle silent prayers
shells whisper untold secrets.
Ships nod in passing, as one, in unison
to the rhythm of the swirling sea.
Sails flutter tales to one another,
winds of change directing their course.
Silver goddesses line the way forward.
Hushed voices linger behind.
For what are truths if never told?
One can only ponder while the mystical dew fades away.