Thursday, March 16, 2017

"Moon shadows"

The silence smothers all of mankind's sound
The moon's bright shadows sharply cast aground
Just a whisper coming from the trees
A rustle in the shadow that agrees
Enchantment rules the sliver of the moon
The whispers and the rustlings do commune
Does light or shadow tell the mythic tale
Of lunar wizardry in light so pale
The larkings in the shadows now resume
The shadows are the bride, the light the groom
Something reflects shadows into light
Suddenly from shadow comes the knight



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