Full Moon

To live in an old shack by the sea
 (And breathe the sweet salt air)
 To live with the dawn and the dusk
 The new moon and the full moon
 The tides the wind and the rain...
 To surf and comb the beach
 And gather drift-wood and shells
 And know the thrill of loneliness
 And lose all sense of time
 And be free
 To hike over the island to the village
 And visit the marketplace
 And enjoy the music and the food and the people
 And do a little trading
 And see the great ships come and go
 And in the evening
 (When the sky is on fire)
 Heaven and earth become my great open cathedral
 Where all men are brothers
 Where all things are bound by law
 And crowned with love
 Poor, alone and happy
 I make a fire on the beach
 And as darkness covers the face of the deep
 Lie down in the wild grass
 And dream the dream that the dreamers dream
 I am the wind, the sea, the evening star
 I am everyone, anyone, no one