In honeyed light
time whispers if. . .
Is it about
cool forest beauty
and purple mist,
the music of water and wind?
Or is it
the language of sky-shine and
watching through the storms?
Aching moon recalls it all,
yet sings.
Somehow “if” and “moon” insisted on making an appearance. On July 20, 1969, astronauts from Apollo 11 walked on the moon. There has been a lot of attention given to the fiftieth anniversary of this event. Perhaps the Oracle is remembering, too.
so beautiful, merril
Thank you, Beth!
Fantastic! 🙂
Thank you very much!
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I love this variation on the moon. Aching. I bet she is.
We had quite a few of the same words to paint different pictures. And you got an ‘if’.
Thank you. I bet she is, too. I think you have an implied “if.” 😉
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Lovely, Merril. Enjoy your Saturday!
Thank you, Jill. Enjoy yours, too!
“In honeyed light” so beautiful!
Thank you very much!
Well done, this is beautiful!
Thank you very much, Holly!
My pleasure always!
It is both, and, of course, the moon knows.
Thank you very much, Ken.
How well the poem and the picture go together. Lovely, lovely.
Thank you very much!
This is so beautiful, right from the start.
Thank you, Robin!
Beautiful. If, indeed…
Thank you, Dale!