Alati filled and still
Washing coastward under stars
Drift kick nutrient slick
Soft and soap-like
Smoothing quiet moon priest
Heal, sole, toe sander
Bringing down sloughing scale
Reaching twist, bending weightless
Standing palms wide spread
Tipping, curling, balling up
Traceless saint, snowless angel
Warships dot the floor
Innumerable imperial salt tears
Ancient coast recent Faith
Darkness meets crowned banks
Myth adorned modern song
Aegean