Spring's Last Full Moon
Jun. 11th, 2006 05:46 amThe sky was very nearly perfect all night, sheer clouds veiling the round moon, the soft light dispersed to become one great glow. I looked mostly at the land. My neck did not want to bend for more than a moment at a time. Nevertheless, the land was a delight from which the nagging discomfort barely distracted me. The cool and jasmine scented air gleamed with that dispersed light, every path was made visible, individual flowers and leaves distinct, the texture of the grass revealed. My only complaint is that it didn't last long enough.
( Sunday Verse )
( Sunday Verse )