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The Moon Between The Trees

Contributed by Paradiami on Saturday, 26th February 2005 @ 06:28:36 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

It was the night after the full Moon.
This was the night that I saw the Moon between the trees.
It was huge! The color of melon!
My world was lit as my life had instantly risen.
I saw light gray clouds all dismayed with dark blue visions.
My moment had come forth and all at once I felt a life inside begin to breathe.
Three decades of life had passed by me.
Cascades of shadows erupting dark and gray!
Now they evolved in true sight and all of this was for my eyes to see!
“Oh My God”, dear God, this is my world mine all mine in every way!
And this is what I have dropped before Thee?
At such a long distance, that glimmer has covered over me.
So many nights I lay before Thee.
Not one word and not even one moment heard.
For it was silence, for I could not breathe!
An hour had passed since I saw the Moon between the trees.
It had vanished and no longer could I see,
The dark blue vision, the one that would not let me breathe!
I saw the melon with its glimmer, the one that had covered over me.
I felt my breath inside that I could not breathe.
“Oh My God”! My dearest God, I have found what I lay before Thee!
I have found the vision of gray and how huge it was for my eyes to see!
“My dear God, my only God”, Oh how I have forsaken this precious life you have given to me!

© Copyright: 1997 ANN RICH

Copyright Â© Paradiami ... [ 2005-02-26 18:28:36]
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Re: The Moon Between The Trees (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Saturday, 26th February 2005 @ 06:54:48 PM AEST
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And glad am I to find you breathing. Few people these days truly do. Well-penned, and welcome to YPDC!

Take care now.

Andrew

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