\ Photograph © Paul Chepikian and Alex Shapiro.  Used with permission.

  Music composed by Alex Shapiro

I awoke to a lady walking

Alone along the beach

The tide almost stalking

Her feet just out of reach,

The wind weaving wonder

In her long dark flowing hair

Moonbeams loud as thunder

Bouncing through the salty air,

I could hear music humming

Coming sweetly from her lips

The waves all were drumming

The rhythm of her moving hips,

No words can I remember

Thou I watched till nearly dawn

Near the end of that September

The Lady Of San Juan.

© Stephen Nesbitt