Looking in my window


I wonder if the moon looks in my window while I sleep.
I watch as he lowers and raises in the sky.
Dancing to a pull only he can hear.
Should I venture out and dance to the silent music or stay safely sitting upon my bed?
What grace he possess calm power able to comand violence …..or love
Moving through the sky manipulating lives awake or asleep pulled into his wake
I wonder,  do I shine and reflect like a star in his eyes or a gentle radiance or a dull stutter in time?


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. chloedouglas28
    Sep 18, 2016 @ 14:39:58

    Beautiful words


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