I rise from my bed,
Look out of the window,
The darkness before dawn
Shows me a clear night,
But there in front of me
The light is there once more
As the full moon
Brings its clear light,
Brings its light to my life.
The moon is so precious,
So precious in my life.
On these clear mornings
It brings such wonder,
Such wonder and joy,
Wonder and joy to my life.
I know it looks down,
Looks down with love,
That love for me,
And will be looking,
Looking after my world,
Bringing joy and beauty to me
From my infinite past
To my unending future.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 26th, 2024 02:17
- Comment from author about the poem: The full moon is always so special to me and it was there for me again this morning.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 21
- Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet, Bella Shepard
Comments11
Yes, us two with infinite past. How old are we now?!
Sorry Orchi, I cannot count that high now.LOL
Andy
A fascinating poem. I do love the moon on a clear night and all it brings with it. A fine write.
Thank you Tom, much appreciated.
Andy
I share your passion sir .. I am a moon watcher too & regardless of the weather .. us birds of a feather eh' ..
Yes it is fascinating to watch the moon in all its ways Neville. Let us keep flocking.
Andy
Beautiful dear Andy. 💜
Most kind Teddy, thank you.
Andy
I always loved the moon with the sun representing the male god and moon the female goddess ( I was always partial to Isis) In nature too the moon not only pulls the tides but emotions. A great write Andy
It surely does pull the emotions soren, thank you for your fine comments.
Andy
The Moon a hypnotic friend, it pulls on many things, but especially the eyes. Well written Andy. 😊👍
So true AP, thank you.
Andy
I look for the new moon.
It just looks down on us in all its wonder 2781. Thank you.
Andy
And God said, Let their be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night, and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years.
Good old Frank. Great writing.
So true Thomas, good old Frank.
Andy
You've chosen the perfect song to accompany this poem. You've phrased so beautifully the feeling of awe, in the magic of moonlight. Took my breath away!
Most kind and much appreciated Bella, thank you.
Andy
Enjoy it while you can, Andy - it is all going to be dug up shortly...........!!
I liked this!
Thank you John.
Andy
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