Shy Moon…(written during one glorious winter’s night last year)

Black night in winter…so cold and clear your hands sting, grow numb; puffs of foggy breath cloud your vision. the quietly vigilant, shyly meddling moon winks, casting a teasing mother’s smile down upon her children-all those that seek her comfort and counsel. Heads tilted back in reverential wonder, we gaze up at her gentle, glowing face, feel her tender nimbus, her indulgent re-assurance. Sharp stars pierce, rend the Stygian velvet with sparkling, haughty brilliance…jesters of the sky, every twinkle a giggle, a smirking laugh, a somber probing question. Just one person (standing solemnly, arms raised victoriously in an Elysian embrace) could feel communion, a tethered connection with these luminous hosts who entertain our hopes, our faith, our imaginations; who diffuse our germinating essence like loose seeds throughout the endless, timeless,spinning cosmos.


Author: moonmaenad

Unskilled Navigator of this ocean we call life..somebody throw me a lifejacket STAT…or a clever and friendly dolphin

7 thoughts on “Shy Moon…(written during one glorious winter’s night last year)”

  1. happy to hear u liked it cubbers…its rare I write simple observations in somewhat stuffy prose..but every now and again my muse calls and I do her bidding😉😎🙄

    1. ThankS Derrick…I normally don’t appreciate posting these ramblings but I came across this and remembered writing it–it was a lovely, dark and sensual night..and I felt so connected to the cosmos… Love dat😍😸🙏🏼

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