Silent Moon

in the hazy morning
begins to fade
there is remembrance
of limitless joy
vanilla petals at the feet
warm rays on the face
the wishing tree
reaches out
saves me from slight
to crave the wrong
I lay upon the ground
upwards to take in
your life story
collapsing down
everything you took out
everyone you brought in
awakening flowers in December
that herald your passage

C. Gandy 05-04-17

Influenced by listening to Mazzy Star.
Ohhh, that haunting voice from the 90’s!


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