Face Across the Sky
Last night I saw what no one else had seen
as thousands thronged a boulevard between
a town and lake - to celebrate in awe
a tide that turns, uniquely, once a year.
Last night I saw a most amazing sight
as four great starships, galleons alight,
sailed blazing straight across that windless lake
yet left no wash nor ripple in their wake.
Last night I saw a face across the sky,
illuminated when those ships sailed by,
that smiled benignly as they turned to berth,
baptizing them Air, Water, Fire and Earth.
Today I saw four grey squat-bottomed tugs,
a box of bulbs, piled scaffolding, and lugs.
22 November 2003