Dancing Moon
I
See
Here
Upon
A night
A Sliver
A cut aloft
In the dark
Smiling wide
though a girl.
Sweet reflection
Shining upon the
water like a torch,
distant mirror above.
The sun is present even in death
The moon preserves.
Gentle light
Atop a gentle wave, light graces the soul of the water, breaking, ever breaking. Reflections
are sped out, sending their message to creatures below, to life out beyond its reach. As a
magnet the oceans are pulled, to and fro, ever slowly, ever dancing in the great ocean.
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