The Moon Carries a Rope

A strange, eerie, black feeling of despair, I am lost, alone, no one seems to care except the Moon who appears and prepares. He throws me a long rope, yelling, "Catch hold!" Noticing my doubt, "Have no fear!" he scolds - "Believe!" I beamed as unknown scheme unfolds. Watching down below as upwards we soar, I see Daddy and his friends - and Moon roars, "Look, they're searching!." and my hope is restored. Gently rocking mid air, the sky, my bed, Moon covers me with clouds' blanket, my spread. He lays me down on the path up ahead. I awake as my head they elevate "What's this long rope for?" one friend speculates. Starting to tell them, yet I hesitate... "I found it ... while playing down by the creek and followed it up to where this hill peaks." Begging, "Can I keep it?" my tale I tweak. February 18, 2020 Edward Ibeh's contest: Pick a Title 14, Tristitch In a literary context, the term felix culpa can describe how a series of unfortunate events will eventually lead to a happier outcome. fortunate fault.