...and the moon answered

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I sat there,

feeling lost.

One small entity

in a universe, vast,

where alone

is multiplied light years in time.



The only illumination

in a darkened world,

came from high above,

where I perched.



The moon-

full and luminous,

hung there silent,

watching.



My gaze was frozen

upon its ivory form,

as my soul asked unspoken questions,

whispered into chilled, midnight breezes.



Invisible dialogue flowed,

one-sided and free-form,

over the miles

that seperate earth from space,

and I waited...



Waited for reassurance

that tomorrow need not

be feared,

from the effects of today.



Gray-misted puffs glided over,

concealing the orb

from my line of vision

and covering any hopes I had.



My shoulders slumped

in the sadness of rejection,

that even the moon

would ignore my sorrow.



Then, in an instant

of a star's wink,

a lilac tainted current,

blew aside all clouds,

and a beam,

brighter than anything

I had ever witnessed,

engulfed my entire body

in comforting warmth.



I had asked...



...and the moon answered.

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Daniel Cole's picture

Lovely flowing writing. I like the way you have built up the atmosphere of the poem and your descriptions and imagery were appropriate. Also I really enjoyed the way you ended your poem...it really works well. All the best,
Daniel.