#listeningtothemoon

LISTENING TO THE MOON

The entire campground is still slumbering this morning.

perhaps I’ve risen a bit too soon?

But it has provided me the opportunity

to listen to the moon.

 

There are no sounds of people

no children running around.

There is only the light of a waxing moon

and I find myself listening to the sounds…

 

It’s too dark to take a morning walk

so I sit basking in the moon’s glow

And I listen as, from high above, she conducts her morning music

soft and low.

 

The crickets who she conducted to play fast and loud last night

Allegretto….Crescendo …Prestissimo

realize the concerts almost over 

as she conducts them soft and slow.

 

The morning breeze and trees perform together.

There is percussion all around.

The soft cymbals of the rustling leaves…

falling branches drumbeat to the ground….

 

Then out of this peaceful symphony 

the moonlight settles on the wing

of one bird…and one bird only

as the moon conducts her now to sing.

 

And I revel in the harmony and the beauty

And feel lucky I’ve risen so soon

blessed to sit in the darkness

 

and listen to the moon.


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