the bright of the moon

softly spoken clouds swiftly cover the
bright of the moon
the character once independent
is shadowed with the dim of insecurity . . .
confusion hurdles with sorrow
just as the ant is left alone
to carry the weight of the load.
new doors shine promising light
as encouragement lands as soft as a whisper
in the hurting ear
of the soul branded with pain
yet soaked in refreshing joy
as each day is new
and each dawn brings to light
the splendor of leaving all that is ‘now’
for a new and unknown tomorrow…
with dreams on the side
and unexpected hands to hold,
the ‘i’m sorry’ and ‘come with me’
display majesty and unity
that compassionately uncover the longing
bright of this mellow moon . . .


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