Crescent Moon
The surface of the
Water dances ~
As the wind
Passes by ~
The sky is a
Brilliant blue ~
With tiny wisps
Of cloud ~
Palm trees rustle
In the slight
Cool breeze ~
A bright white
Contrail ~
More than the jet
That precedes it ~
Draws my eye
Upward ~
And in its wake
To my surprise ~
The merest hint
Of an infant
Crescent moon
Appears ~
How lovely ~
I sit in my chair
And gaze up to
The heavens ~
So still I feel, as
I contemplate
My part in this
Cosmic journey
Undertaken by
Us all ~
Filled with a peace
I have never
Felt before ~
At one with
The Universe ~
As I have never
Been before ~
But the moment
Passes and I am
Myself once more ~
Waiting for the
Next moment
Out of time ~
