The Magician’s slight of hand
Shifts the hourglass sand.
Setting into motion
The sea’s intoxicating potion.
Clouds fade without a trace.
Moonlight spills upon her face.
Regimental pelicans in flight
Shadow and shine in the moonlight.
Tiny prism quartz command
Thoughts of treasure in the sand.
Stars brazenly appear
Reflecting in a seawater mirror.
Caressing ocean breezes
Deliberately tickles and teases.
Salt mist kisses her skin,
Releasing childlike joy within.
Soul and nature joined in fusion,
The Magician’s ultimate illusion.
Theresa Hasegawa