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On A Fingernail Moonlight Drive

The fingernail moon laid back 
in its cosmic lounge
teasing the frigid night.

Silent roadside fields
covered in residue snowflakes,
glittered under the reflector’s reflections.

Feeble light sent serene warmth—
the soul rendering toleration of the reality 
 of winter’s merciless chill.

The beautiful strangeness of nature
is often beyond comprehension;
yet remains a cherished mystery to behold.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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