A Walk Upon the Sand at Night

This is a poem about a man walking on the beach at night.

A man walks upon the sand at night,
Thinking deep thoughts by a deeper sea,
Until his thoughts are given their flight,
By the sea and its majesty.

As he walks upon the wave-swept shore,
Light twinkles on the roiling swell.
He breathes deeply and his spirits soar,
Under the sea's compelling spell.

But as the wind sweeps o'er the dune,
It sends a shiver down the man's back.
And he notes despite the light of the moon,
The depths of the sea are ink black.

His imaginings turn to the unreal,
As goose-flesh rises on his skin;
What secrets do the depths conceal,
And what sea monsters lurk therein?

It's the workings of his own dark soul,
That truly give the man a fright,
For he owns the fear - it's his to control -
As he walks upon the sand at night.