through the narrow straits
we sailed into Efate
dolphins swimming amid the shallow waters
guiding our boat
as we anchored and rested
at low tide, sandbanks emerged at night
glistening golden beneath the moon
a million stars above
a meal and some music, then we let loose
drums and guitars and songs
drugs and booze
a day's sailing behind us
more islands await, to the north
and beneath the full moon
we ran and danced like native children
kicking sand with our feet
these gifts of the sea
granted us by old Father Ocean
until the morning
many long days and traveling behind us
many more to come
but that moment
so pristine, so pure, so new
i will cherish for years to come
ten years passed, and i live in the city again
where has our crew gone?
what do we do now?
you meet so many people, see so many faces
and they all fade away again
but i know
even if we will never be there again
the full moon will rise
the sandbanks will emerge
those million billion brilliant little stars will shine
and generous Father Ocean will bear his gifts again
to others
for others
and i will be content
to know that
little jewels will always be there
forever, for everyone
