Silver Moonlight

 My eyes are distracted

by the silver moonlight

on this summer evening

in my drive in the valley.

 

It makes me feel mournful

seeing the darkness around

the silver moonlight that

extends itself all over the sky.

 

Darkness lingers like shade

which can’t be good all the time.

In late June or early July

a great silence fills my heart.

 

I make myself scarce, take a

moonlight drive. I start feeling

the fortune of being alive.

There’s a pool of stars in the sky.

 

I feel like time has ceased. The

sleeping moon has awakened.

Darkness stretched across the

day. Why is it always this way?

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