I wanted to say hello,
I kept waiting,
watching it rise
in a crystal clear sky.
I suddenly felt alone
like it was only me
standing solo
on a deck outside.
I wondered if she might hear
the sound of my heart beat,
a slow steady pulse,
meant I was still alive.
I’ve watched many moons,
with her by my side,
I imagined tonight
just like any other.
But it wasn’t tonight
was it,
I mean it really was not.
I am standing alone.
The sky is alive with the
magnificent presence of nature,
we can all feel it
when we try.
But usually we just cry,
and never want to ask why.
I was watching the moon tonight,
and I felt her presence nearby,
she was holding my soul
in the quiet regions of her heart.
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