Moon

Darkness fell, the light was gone

Twinkle from the lights of stars

was all that lit my way

Then, unannounced, a deep harvest glow

Slowly it crept through the branches of trees

a circle of light

Bright

It was smiling at me

A strange detached smile

Its brightness grew

its light whiter

Slowly it traced the path of the sun

as if to chase and

make it run

A small cloud nibbled at its edge

then slowly floated across

the circle of light did not seem to mind

it continued to soar

till directly above

I laid down

smiled

and followed it all the while

it sank

quickly

it was now being chased

by the rising sun

So I must say farewell too soon

to the now departing moon

It will return

And maybe one night

Nestled in my arms

I'll share it with Qi

And all will be right


JB Corn

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