"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Friday, June 11, 2010

The Ballet of the Moon

The moon’s ballet across the sky
Invites me to take off my shoes
And dance among the moonbeams

My partner the northern star twinkles
Upon my fingers as we waltz
The universe our ballroom

Fireflies twirl around me
Their tiny lamps lighting the forest
Where night creatures play their music

A shadow curtain rises and falls
Across the horizon as the wind
Blows through the trees

Night’s theater is fading at the approach of dayspring
As it brightens the eastern sky
My spirit applauding the evening’s performance

In grand finale the moon bows to the sun
While morning’s stage lights of sunshine
Illuminate a brand new day


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