Under The Full Moon

Here is the sea, here is the land
Empty of people; hers to command.

Spring tide rising, dust of the oceans falling
This is when requiem sharks are abating
This is when reef-builders are procreating.

Rattlesnakes go into hiding
Scorpions glow in the night
Easy to see in this lighting
Lion will sleep with his pride
His quarry continues grazing under the full moon gazing
Under the full moon gazing

Hunting owls cast a shadow
Nothing gets caught tonight
Running through brake and meadow
Rustling by waterside
The field mouse is bravely dining under the full moon shining
Under the full moon gazing

Here is the sea, here is the land
Empty of people; hers to command.