The Moon
Moonlit skies light up my face
as I sit here in this place
surrounded by the music of the creatures of the night
The crickets chirp their peaceful song
the river runs quietly along
as if they are in a dance together with themselves.
The moon seems to hold my dreams
within itself or so it seems,
until I see the stars brighten and light up in the night sky.
Gazing into them I am filled with wonder
hearing a sound like roaring thunder
Yet no clouds block my view in this glorious night.
But yet a voice comes so sweet and tender
and propels me willingly to surrender
to the dreams and hopes that feel my heart and mind.
It's almost like sunshine springing out through rain
it takes away all of life's pain
and makes dreaming a dream something real.
To feel your heart come alive within you
to know that there is a big breakthrough
in all that you ever dreamt your life could become.
It's worth hanging your dreams on the moon,
to feel such warmth, like a well-played tune
strumming on the strings of the deepest part of your spirit.
Like the flowers blooming in the meadow
the dreams began to open and flow
and I begin to my own song that goes along with the night.
A reflection of light from the moon on my face
made me think of dreams and embrace
the love that is within a voice, a song, a night.
Copyright © Tina Guttery | Year Posted 2013
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