Mars

I watched my favorite show tonight
The dance the light does
On the sea's ever-shifting surface
Golden tunnel beckoning, rosy
I can't come with you, not now

No more shimmering path
Just an orb hanging above
With all its heavenly fire
Contained in a complete circle

I asked my son what it looked like to him
"Mars", he said with a glint in his eye
"Mars", he said with a glint in his eye