Harvesting
Moonlight
Today the dark approaches, loosens veils of
entropy.
Pixel colors whisper, hum of trails
diminishing.
Lumbering, tales sweaty from slumber
sweep
crumbling crusts, twigs and
dust,
unencumber twinkling.
Luscious Moon, brilliant,
rises
like a sacred flower unbinds, radiant,
smiling indulgence.
Celestial song, deep-breath
effulgence,
wise spirit. All we who hear it open our
wings.
This night we fly over poignant fields of
work requited,
imbibe euphorious mystery of peace. Sweet
day’s release,
rewards of harvest,
ritual feast of play.
Uproarious dance with moonlight; voice,
arms, lift
in embrace so strong,
complete.
September 29, 2012
1 comment:
Excellent poem!
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