I walked into the softness of a morning broken
soundless skies speak and the moon hangs
like a balloon that has lost it’s string yet hovers
just out of reach
floating gently on this calm sky
and I watch in wonder
set free in thoughts of how many others
see the same image
and dream through the rest of their day
of a stunning ball of white
saying adieu
as the sun greets and takes charge
of this spectacle
in her power she glistens off of the same sky
sharing the moment
in perpetual silence.
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