moon light

moon light

A Poem by Ochu

As the moon rises high above, shining a dull graceful light upon the
land below. It grants us the beauty of the darkness and light in which
to see it. What contrast to its counter part, the blistering heat
filling the sky and burning our skin, yet we need the suns light to
survive. The moon grants no such boon, but its elegant continence flows
through us like air in our lungs.

© 2014 Ochu


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Added on March 22, 2014
Last Updated on March 22, 2014
Tags: moon, moonlight, light, survival, air, elegant, sky, poem, poerty