Friday, May 08, 2020

Flower Full Moon


In the garden I stand shivering
while sleep escapes me,
I stare at the full moon.

Its purity of colour reflects
upon still water of the Pond,
and calmness surrounds me.

Once again I burrow
under warmed ancient quilts
and I surrender to dreams.

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