Mother Moon

Mother Moon

A Poem by moksha

This particular piece was inspired by a vivid dream I had recently.


Mother Moon

                                   By Heidi Kline



Standing on the Earth’s bend


In Sand


This Quiet Earth, and none but us


Observe the Moon in its suicidal thrust


Eyes closed


In despair �"


She collapses upon the ground


And casts her final glow toward our faces


A gathering of silhouetted pines bow their withering tops in mourning


One forlorn tear cascades from crater to sand


No words are spoken


For none are needed


With deliberate intention


Our Mother Moon-           - Our Oracle



Has surely faded.





© 2012 moksha

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Added on November 30, 2012
Last Updated on November 30, 2012
Tags: Heidi Kline, Heidi Green, Moksha Lives, poem, death, poetry, art, dream, space, moon, apocolypse, premonition



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