Moonrise
Moonrise Have you ever sat for the moonrise searched for her as the sun said its goodbyes? Is she tiptoeing across the sky or am I the one dancing around her glow? She's patient steady present as if she already knows this darkness is all her own. Whole face lighting up this night moon rising in this evening sky tonight. Poem by Robyn Comfort
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