walking on water

Tripping up the path
  of a morning moon
toes twinkling on
  bars of lunar light
the silver orb setting
  as the sky lightens
in a race to see
  if it disappears
below the surface
  or simply fades
in the pale light of dawn 
  washed grey, then pink
then gone altogether
  sinking like Peter
when he moves his eyes
  from his Lord to his watery toes.

Liz McFadzean