I was going to write about the moon tonight,
but between Vanilla scented candles
and multicolored Christmas lights
I daresay I lost track
of time.
Stuck somewhere between
heavenly and surreal
I was reminded why so many people simply
don't open their eyes.
Existence such as this
doesn't happen everyday
and it seems we get caught
chasing the moon.
Desperate for a sip
of her honeycomb,
thinking we're too far to reach,
not knowing all the world's
a stage
and the moon's
the
only
one
watching.