Moon Descending
Moon descending
day breaking
moving gently
along the river
upon her white steed
Moon descending
day breaking
Delacroix’s
white horse
frightened by lighting
in the parlor
where she grew up
As a child
she did wonder
why the horse
in the rain and thunder
was so alone
just a bit of light
descending the ladder
into the last remnant of night
to mount the white horse
from her dream
Moon descending
day breaking
they wend their way
along the river
Owl flying
fisher cat hunting
hermit thrush singing
its vesper hymn
The creatures of
this balance
between the moon and sun
welcome the strangers
Into their landscape
all the sentient beings
become one
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