Moonlight Sorrow
Moonlight spills softly
Across the silent grave,
Haunting the darkness
With the memory of light.
Deep within my soul.
A sigh rises, transmuted
TO a silent keening moan,
A note of longing and of loss.
Silver shadows cast across
the tall pale granite stone,
Etched with icy tears,
Drawn from sightless eyes.
I ache for one more day to walk the earth
For one more night to hold you close,
Before the Light of dawn returns
And I am once more lost to Life.
Once upon a time I was a fat little caterpillar whose contented munching was disturbed by visions of bright wings flying free in a world beyond the cabbage patch. When my caterpillar form could no longer contain that dream I entered the Chrysalis where thought became form. This is my journey.Walk with me.This is simply who I am.
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