I gaze into the moon’s eyes like
a child seeking a lost friend.
In these shadows, I find pleasure
planting seeds with roots hooked
in Fear’s rich soil spurring a hollow
tree with rotten skin.
I branch out in search of a soul,
but the majestic globe shines and
scatters the night, exposing me to
warmth that fills my belly.
I am whole, in touch with
the part of me I lost: myself.
The moon ignites a path that leads
away from a troubled past into a bright future.
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
I gaze into the moon’s eyes like
a child seeking a lost friend.
In these shadows, I find pleasure
planting seeds with roots hooked
in Fear’s rich soil spurring a hollow
tree with rotten skin.
I branch out in search of a soul,
but the majestic globe shines and
scatters the night, exposing me to
warmth that fills my belly.
I am whole, in touch with
the part of me I lost: myself.
The moon ignites a path that leads
away from a troubled past into a bright future.
