
It’s dimmed and obscured tonight
because I swallowed the moon
I will cough it up at dawn’s break
I stare up at the streetlight
It’s shape resembling the moon
I amble along atypical streets
smiling and whispering to strange dogs
I observe people unfamiliar
as they wind down their mundane days
Unknown stories written all around me
I slow my impatient feet
to see the transformed world in the evening light
As I pass an irregular reflective window
It serves me as a mirror
I stare at my reflection
not for reassurance but rather a revelation
Such a small moment
but one so sublime and tenuous
It’s both fragile and forceful
Whatever anxiety previously held me captive
has abandoned its hold
Because all journeys must end
my feet reluctantly turn back to home…
…to home
It’s never really a place
The October air holds its chill
yet it does not touch my heart
I wish you were here, whoever and wherever you are
The moon requested that I release it
so, I do, with these unskilled words
As you sit in your cocoon
look around secretly at those around you
Capture the moment
And the next time you witness the moon
Thank me for reminding you
That the world is large
and you are surrounded
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