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Aug 2018
I am so lonely and alone this night.
I hold a conversation
with my old friend the moon.
I whisper to him.
I feet so incomplete
how can all these years pass by
and leave me such a partial being.

My supportive wise old friend answered me
I am seldom complete
sometimes waxing sometimes waning.
Sometimes hardly a flicker of a smile
Sometimes a ghost of a sad mouth.
Remember my human friend
You don't have to be
complete or full to shine.

He always makes sense
I guess he is wiser than humans
after all how many
millions of years old is he.?

Then he gave me
the answer I needed
he mused softly.
His voice so magical.
So deep and philosophical
I love him in this mood.

But when you are
feeling full, or whole.
That is the best time to shine.
To light up the world in the power
of your reflected completeness.

That is when you
will have the power inside you.
The power to effect
every person on earth.
And call the oceans to you.
Wise old moon
has seen everthing
Jude
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
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