A silent moon hangs in the overcast sky
Clouds flitting past
Attempting, in vain, to hide it
The crest isn't reclining today
Flat on its back, it appears to be resting
As if asking me to relax
Me? I'm trying to stay in control
And not panic
Even though it's time I did
But if I give up now
Then who's to breathe
Who's to drag me safely to the shore
It isn't my first time in the rapids
I've been here often before
But I keep returning
Because I haven't learned
And now it also seems a little fun
To be in danger and rescue myself
Moments before being swept away
So I simply stay in the moonlight
And relish its faint golden glow
(Today it isn't silvery, you know)
Ignoring its heavenly messages
Until it's time for me to go
2 comments:
its about time wen we stopped straddling the rapids,learn our lessons and come ashore..but the moon wont b golden then..and the journey meaningless..
Where art thou, my twin soul? Other than attending classes and weddings that is :P
Let's indulge in some adventure and moon-watching.
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