Frosty midnight sky
Pale full moon with gentle glow
Beams me off to sleep
In response to Daily Prompt: Frigid
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Lovely
I need to be beamed, right now 😉
Lovely.
Thanks, Dale. I’ll send the beam your way.
Much obliged, M’am! 🙂
So beautiful!
Thanks. 🙂
Sweet, Vivian. You do these so well. I doubt I can say anything in those spare few words!
These frosty nights find me still huddled under mounds of blankets! We had 60 degree temps today but tomorrow is another cold blast down to the 20s. I am sooooo ready for warm weather. Although, I did get up and peer at the full moon the other night. So there’s that.
Thanks for your comment, Janet. I look for the moon every night but there have been few lately. The one I saw recently was an Easter gift. We keep having sprinklings of snow and chill winds. Here’s to warm weather!
Nature seems to be making herself known to everyone in the comments. Now a full moon for me means… eyes wide open!
Lovely poem. Thank you.
I always appreciate your comments. Thanks.
As I enjoy your poetry.
🙂