driftwood

three. four. five.
i gazed, transfixed,
at the cloudless night sky
as their lights went out.
six. seven.
blackness thickened
as each guiding star
disappeared,
leaving only the memory
of its luminance.
though hypnotised by the moment,
it was time to leave.
cut off from land crew,
i would need to find my way back
before the last star faded.
eight. nine.