Nocturne. By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
the green upon the grass is not gone,
nor does the cerulean mirror gaze
into this gated space where
all we know is known,
and the bristles of wheat beside the road
paint shadows upon the moon's
blooming light,
just as we,
in darkness,
still can glow;
for the moon is but a naked sun: —
it is bare, resplendent — a skeleton in the sky,
and it undresses the earth
and all it is
to bond all it is
to what it always was:
a rustle in the thicket,
a drop of dew upon its thorn;
a song sung by crickets
with men who sigh in lands forlorn
to
the sky,the trees,the water,the hills,
and all within the darkness
waiting to be
Born.
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