Yellow and beaming
Looking
at the life passing by
Just
before the dawn
Waiting
to be submerged
Wanting
to be one with the day
Bold
and effervesce
The Moon
Standing
with an open arm
Encircling
with an edge
Soft
with a fire
White
with a red
Spreading
the borrowed light
Till
every drop left to give
Waiting
to lick the sunrays again
The Moon
Like
a long lost lover
Walking
barefoot,
With
a soft face and softer stature
Spreading
light and searching for more
Sharing
love and wanting more
Losing
herself little by little,
Tear
by tear
And
still being complete
The Moon
Like
a mother looking out for her offspring
Sharing
the last bite,
Sacrificing
the last light
Shedding
all inhibitions
Changing
several forms
And
then being formless
Dissolving
in the light of the future
The Moon
(C) Juztamom 2013
