Love
left its shadow
upon the Moon
its darkness consumed
a part of her, edges
of lips trembled in winds and cloudy sky
(I think it rained above dry ground).
A shade and a piece of her
are gone, an unfinished night
makes a new memory(--)
when the shadow was a dance,
a smile, warmest embrace(--)
as if life itself, held her.
Only Love can bend a flower from the Sun
turn our faces to a greater light
for this shadow has an inner glow
a lasting warmth,
the embered coal of a most familiar soul.
Love left its shadow
in the heart of the Moon…forever.
2 comments:
Just today was mentioning with my sis about the moon missing one piece, and this poem made think of it, but in such a nicer way!
ahh Mari~
there were many coincidences, many people feeling so much the same-- your Mom made me feel welcome and wonderful, i will always be grateful for that, even in a glimpse-- she was a beautiful person...so this is for you and Mom...h
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