[image from google dot com]
Moon bright, surfing waves in stellar night, have you care for human plight? Moon bright. Were the cares of man so slight, were the length of days so smooth, in your shaping, bright moon, would you save a dime to sigh, breathe a breath of birthing life, shine beneath a heaven far. Moon close in the far side of night, shadows dare rescind thy smile, for wherein is thy solid task of wanting to whisper to humanity's foibles, wise words for all can fathom. in deepest heart re-vowed. Stay your course to stars that may then, under umbrella of heaven's dome, wish to grant the dreamer's yearning, for days buttered better, to break fast, in supple morsels, faith thy seed in ample actions. Decide chance to wayfarers roof, to lunacy dearth of expressive sight, and pleasure, in the highest height, to appeasement of souls, diaphanous webs, skillfully threaded, days and yore, diamonds and garlands. Be thee bounty, near side of easy waning. Gather in thy shifting temperament, weights to anchor sea beds jeweled, worth the measure of human goodness, fashioned from a god unyielding, only wanting the gain of reclaiming, a pasture perfect as before.
hence super moon shines -
tree silhouettes reduce the depth
of ominous oath
BRIGHT MOON © gillena cox 2016
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #83, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
Will link also to
The Tuesday Platform
[video choice today]