Monday, January 26, 2009

pale moon

A pale moon
Bares soft light
Bathing our apple tree
Our garden and our grove
Shadows cast long and low
Midnight ink's churning escape
Stretching out hands claiming all we see
Moonlight nights sleeping in fields
Soft songs secretly sounding off
But it was the silence we found
Amidst slow swaying leaves
Cool wind dances playfully
The lightest caress

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