A Glass Bottom Moon

 
Lying across the expanse of  
rolling sea grass  
turned to moonlight  

that slips past the sun king while  
happiness from yesterday's warmth  
seeps into my spine  
 
making me believe for a while  
that all of me is whole again  
as I once was.  
 
To feel the sand churn  
between fingers and toes  
each time the tide comes in,  
 
lying across the expanse of  
rolling sea grass  
turned to moonlight.