I watch the sun melting like butter into the calm swirlof waves and foamIt glides down, a flying ballerinaIn the far end of my vision, I can see shimmering starsglistening:City lightsI look deeply into the vast universe below, a world of its own,And see reflectionsSomewhere, I can be sure, someone else is beholding thesame image.And watching the same moon run like a track star into thewaiting sky,Her finish lineI hear the buzz of voice and wind and sea, blended to perfectionI breathe the deep night air in deeply and regard theinfinite sky,Ever changing like the world around meAnd in that short moment of life, everything is silentI can remember none of my past, and can think not ofmy futureI can hear no buzz, only the rhythmic sounds of my heart andmy breathI feel I am alone on this earth, alone with the starsand the moon and the windAlone with only one song to listen to:The song of peace that has been heard by many before,And will be for many to comeAnd then it all disappears:The alonenessThe lightSan Francisco,Into darkness