Wednesday, September 8, 2010

It Was All in the Moon

I looked at the moon 
And saw a thousand Summer nights
Of wonderful clarity
And long dreams
I looked at the moon
And saw the beauty of your face
Smiling shyly at me
(You were once shy with me)
I looked at the moon
And saw nothing
But the bleak endlessness
Of eternity
But that was okay
Existence is like that
Such richness
Coupled with the empty
But I saw more
In the moon
I must tell you
There were colors too
Shades of all variety
And there was the sharp lines
Signifying the strength
That can sometimes punctuate our lives
In the moon
If you look
You can see
Like I did

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