Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Crescent Moon

I see you crescent moon
I see your beauty
I wonder if those who love me are looking
at the same moon, I am tonight
Those who have been lost to me
Are you wondering about me?
Are you searching for me?
Are you thinking of me?
The moon shines down whether you are
or you are not.
I wonder about YOU
I wonder if you think about me
Wonder about me
Still, care about me
Wonder if I am wondering about you
and if you even care if you are wondering
if I am wondering about you
See the conundrum there?
the paradox of feelings?
the unknown that chills my soul
on the daily
But the moon rises and falls
and cares not about our cares
but watched us one night
Full
In the ocean. Lighting up the night
sky and the dark ocean like a beacon
Naked.  Vulnerable and free.
Never to be that way again.
or so life may have it
or so life may seem.
Who knows?
Maybe the moon knows more than you and me
Maybe the moon has a secret that she is not telling
I can wait.
I can wait a hundred years to hear it.
Just tell me, moon ... what do you know?
My soul yearns to know ... I will wait a hundred years.
To hear your secrets of the ones lost to me.
I am patient.  I will wait.
t
2019

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