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the grinning moon is resting
its light trailing through a meadow
lacing through the weaving wings of grace
sinking slowly, peacefully
stretching thin its lithe limbs
until the last peaks of his grin
become a shooting star you thought you saw
at the edge of your consciousness,
was it real or was it a dream.
I think he was winking.
ReplyDeleteNice play with our imaginations
ReplyDeletebecome the shooting star you thought you saw...illusions, sometimes reality is hard to define
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ReplyDeleteIt all comes back to illusion vs reality! Love this one.
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ReplyDeleteI always look for shooting stars and I always make the same wish ... year after year after year ... the moon ... ya ... look at him, when he is full ... I see a very worried face in him, so does my son ... the rest of ma family does not see it though ... go figure, eh?, friend shadow ...Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteIt is no dream but I find it hard to tilt my head far enough to turn the night's light to a grin.
ReplyDeleteSometimes reality and dreams cross paths. A magical write Shadow....as always! :-)
ReplyDeleteHow sweet. Wings of grace we all need that. Hope all is well.
ReplyDeleteMaybe it was both...so beautifully written...
ReplyDeleteThat's gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteYour words always soothe and surprise! Where've you been?
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