By the Light of the Moon

Writing, breathless, through sighing azure skies With pens of hope, not pausing to chastise, Script so bold, leaving poems in disguise Weaving words, gentle smiles – echo across the miles Beautiful lies, best whiles – brushing light through trials Forever dreams, bold as the artist’s brush Rhythmic praises, whistling like the wood thrush Hues of joy and love, heartened by the hush Leaking kindness through grace - glowing flames, warm embrace Rustling with the moon’s chase – feelings doubt can’t erase Revealing peace beyond the soul’s surprise Moonlight bids relief to hectic lifestyles Sighing through the spirit, a gentling gush Bringing repose from the silent sun’s place