Cloud trails part obscure,
temporarily, the whole
from view. Why does moon
say so much? Articulate
silently, heart rushes
of you?
Bound to earth,
suspended artfully,
unseen wires vibrate
resonances unheard,
reverberations detected
by man and beast and bird.
Earth’s dance phrased
to lunar rhythms, moons
machinations.
Tides turn and swell,
dogs howl and
women attend.
I stand, earthbound
but skyward sent.
Longing and loving
in moonstruck
reverence.

Comments
Kahdai | February 26, 2010 - 17:19
I have had to read this many times, marvellous! Thanks for writing, Kahdai