On a Fingernail Moonlight Drive
The fingernail moon laid back
in its cosmic lounge
teasing the frigid night.
Silent roadside fields
covered in residue snow flakes,
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.
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