Sunday 4:05am - crossed the bayou and then as I rode over the light rail tracks the moon glided into view. I was born under a full moon, and no doubt after feeling her warmth that first day, have been a dedicated moon watcher ever since. A golden waning crescent moon yawned, and then blushed as I stopped to take in her beauty. A moon thought captured: The moon blushes in all her beauty // and I am mesmerized // by the vision // that encircles my soul //drawing me deep //within the moment
No comments:
Post a Comment