i took a slice
of that moon light
a radiant prism
of a butterfly skin.

made some  lanterns
hung on each tree
sat back and watched
the wind playing hymns.

the keys were teeth
of a black puma
pulled the chords
a moonlight sonata.

it was a full moon
and i was breathless
music of vibes…
silent strings.

© Malintha Perera 2014