The changes are the constant
like the waves on the ocean
like the colors in the sky
like the reflection on the water
a breath in the darkness
when dawn cracks open her eyes
after crest of the wave changes
the white is absorbed from the moon
bursts into the pinkish orange of the sun
as the sky begins to fill in with the color
as the stars begin to hide
the crest of each wave changes
as the morning grows with the day
the colors keep changing getting brighter
the transformation coming
the shift from orange to blue
but by the time the sun has risen
the crest has white again
and the waves they are so different
now larger and more shapely
the surfers game has given
another change to the scene
and as the day winds down a serene
drifts past the setting sun song
silhouette of black mast across
a pink and peach purple sky