Saturday, March 19, 2011

Moonrise

Come back to us.
Return with your sun-reflected orange light,
A zig-zag stagger squiggling in the swirl of the sea.
You are evidence of darker, lifeless bodies out there.
You bear the scars of meteor-mad millennia.
You bring tides to shore and us to us.
You tug at our eyes.
Unveil them.

Captured in your pull,
We have nowhere to go, and neither do you.
You sit enthroned in fevered
Light tonight, a part of us broken off, aloft.
Hang in balance, old one, lifeless one.
Turn in darkness and give back light,
Even if you will never
glow alone.

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