Buoyant Constellations

For once I can attest
From sight of my eyes
That hour oceans reflect
To make stars in the sky
The lights that we see
On Orion's great hip
Are mirrored from oil rigs,
Light houses and ships...

But the lights from my hopes
That burn ever bright
Reflect in the seas
That reflect in the skies
It is on hope alone
That we all do feed
It's sometimes what you want
But what you always need

It's the rush in your head
And the fear in your heart
Like kissing the lips
Of crashing waves in the dark.