....................so let me narrate
about the rain and sun...off and on, they alternate
i wait......i sigh when my moon is not there, and night is late,
no moon tonight...just rain, it's mist wakes me often nowadays
my eyes squint, and blink...to clear off the gloom, the gray,

the sky is sadly white this morning
ashen.....like my thoughts... paling
trees are stilled.... rooster is crowing
rain, from the leaves are dripping

i must not be swayed by the vast grieving skies
may there be no tears falling from my eyes
let me hear angels' laughter and giggles, instead of cries
let me share their pain
i wish to see them smiling again
let me speak to God
stand with my moon up above

i seek Him now
i so need Him now
He seems too far to hear
yet, i know, i feel...He is always near

there...at the verandah these past nights
i've been waiting for that magical glow of light
a sign...that my hopes and prayers may soon take flight
be heard,  and granted...after this dark, rainy night...

calendar says it won't be soon....
though i'm grateful for a quarter...it's a boon
but, i really want it full...so, i wait for my august moon.


Sally

Copyright August 8, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan