Stepping into 5 am
Bahia San Carlos, Mexico
not just quiet, lack of sound but stillness
deep within everything turning, tuning together.
Across on buoys bobbing at shoreline, even seagulls have stopped squabbling
as night seasons the air with its massive hold, the full moon of January relieves
the stars of their guard posts for a while longer.
The silver globe dazzles its bold shimmer onto the sea adding to moon light, but
even a double moon does not move the pitch of night
reaching deep into the sky invoking stars, spreading flat against the water
allowing mysterious dark sea life to have its way for a few hours more.
I slip into shadow of night with brimming mountains, a few lit homes on far shore
lavish moon radiance, hushed waters, and three panga boats fishing close in, two
with dim lanterns held in shadowy bows, one simply working in deep trust
of the full moon’s promise.
I draw in my breath matching this dense moment, Have I seen a painting of this?
Is the embodied, slow motion of time and solitude what draws me into
this composition with three fishermen whose lives are built of salt and waiting?
Sharon Mooney, “Stepping into 5 am – Bahia San Carlos, Mexico”, From Adelaide Literary Magazine International, From Adelaide Literary Magazine International, VI #44, ed. Stevan V. Nikolic, New York / Lisbon, January 9, 2021, print and online: http://adelaidemagazine.org/2021/01/09/something-is-hiding-by-sharon-lopez-mooney/