Oct 2012
purple skies,
moonlit fog dances
silhouette trees
she stands, poised
cliff’s edge,
dropping
whipped
on silver breeze
turns her face,
soul flying
quiet, alabaster disc
reflected—
still waters
she steps away
the air
serenely flashing
sliding from the sky
moon twin
disturbing.
moonlit fog dances
silhouette trees
she stands, poised
cliff’s edge,
dropping
whipped
on silver breeze
turns her face,
soul flying
quiet, alabaster disc
reflected—
still waters
she steps away
the air
serenely flashing
sliding from the sky
moon twin
disturbing.
A cliff diver under the light of the full moon. I don't know if cliff divers ever dive at night, but I imagine it would look beautiful if they did.
