Sunday, August 9, 2009

Of Moons on Hills

I can only think of the moon as huge when its low in the sky.

The higher it gets, the less impressed I am untill I dont have a care at all.

Then the sun becomes impressive and I forget the moon all together.

The sun gets higher and Ill complain and wish the moon was back.

But the moon's blessing only lasts as long as the hills are high.

Of Moons on hills
Of gods and shaking earth
of suns on parade
and of suns taking shade.
Does it give light
or does it steal shade.
It makes oranges grow
But the moon makes the waves grow.
They both take
they both give
but together they are nothing.exactly nothing.

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