Moonlight
There it was.
For the first time, or what feels like it
since without your presence,
there it was.
Settled in the night sky, looking as if at me,
I to it.
A vein coursing from its heavenly seat down
to my gaze speaks gently in pulses, like a mother
holding their daughterās hand.
āGo forth, but be certain your steps make distance. There is no more waiting to be done.ā
And so the world knows one more footfall.













