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The Full Moon

Updated on October 22, 2015

No constellation stars. No clouds.

Your light is like the sun

that lights up the valley tonight,

and I feel very warmth inside.

I feel I’m safe,

but also I have a bizarre feeling.

Whilst I'm here, on my own,

I am exhausted hiking this hill.

But you're such a beautiful thing to see.

That no man should miss

Because you're light is so radiant,

And that I want to see you closer.

So I’m up here, only thing to discover your new stars.

They have these distinct bright lights

But accompanied with clouds that are thick and black

And in fact just tonight,

you have showed your true light.

And that, I’m afraid to trust your lively light.

Copyright @2013. Lanzskie. All rights reserved.


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      brownella 4 years ago from New England

      Lovely poem. It feels like I'm sitting on the hill with you jotting down thoughts :)