sailing the sea of an autumn sky
spinning unnoticed in its accustomed path
the great glowing globe that is the moon
never stops to rig its cloudy sails
letting them blow free as they will
untamed curtains that veil but do not hide
its brilliance
heedless of stars that like a school of pilot fish
swim close alongside on this predictable journey
it’s a clockwork procession ordained by an unseen hand
indifferent to all but the susurrous hymn of the sky
but even the moon
cold as it is
weeps to see the coming of winter

© 2013 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved

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Thoughts on observing the harvest moon.


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  • Nadya Johnson
    Nadya Johnson10 months ago

    Beautifully written! Gave me the chills. Winter’s definitely coming ~ all too soon.

  • Thanks so much, Nadya, glad you felt the words.

    – RC deWinter

  • devotee1
    devotee110 months ago

    Lovely use of language and imagery. Outstanding read! Thank you, Gina.

  • Much appreciated, Joe, so glad you like it.

    – RC deWinter

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