It is in my millionth moment
That I need
To sit beside the calmest sea,
Where I could spot a pirate,
On a desert island
hiding in a huge palm tree,
I could run along
The water’s edge
And feel the softness of the sand,
I could follow the clouds
To the promised land
In my millionth moment
Or I could sit in a sea cave,
And anticipate in isolation,
How far I could stretch my imagination
Across the deepest blue waves,
In my millionth moment
I could imagine a mermaid
Visiting me in my sea cave,
reading my future From old tea leaves,
Telling me stories
Of pirates and thieves,
Who hide in huge palm trees
In my millionth moment
By Gillian Sims