The stars were strung together,
The waves were trying to not be a bother,
The stars twinkled
And the waves relaxed.
Upon the shore sat a lonely man,
With his feet touching the waves and eyes touching the stars.
On the waves sailed a woman,
Looking at the north Star and wishing to reach home.
The waves stilled, the stars became brighter,
The man watched with bated breath, his woman step down the ladder.
He ran and held her in his embrace,
The stars twinkled brighter, and the waves sang a symphony.
The stars and the waves were a witness,
To many such stories of awaited reunions.