A Whale Bone in the Moonlight

I dreamed I came upon a whale bone in the moonlight, massive, glistening. Thrust up on shore by moon-tide forces, this fierce-white relic arced from sand to starry sky, throwing salty whisperings, deep blue watery thoughts. The speckled black above took in this glowing, silent sight, and, commencing whisperings of its own, let fall like gentle dust the secrets of the night. And the whale bone, now so delicately entombed, seemed to heave a tender sigh before dissolving into sand and quiet sea and sky.