Moon Watch

I see Moon being tossed,

always upward and westward,

through the stark black winter branches

of the maple tree. 

This image alone justifies a poem.

 

Do I sit and watch this game

of Toss-the-Moon?

Theoretically, yes, I do.

In my imagined future I do.

But actually, I don't.

My history reveals that I sleep

as Moon journeys the sky.

Or if kept awake by worries

unfounded but persistent

not even then do I turn to the window.

Instead I pick up a book

and immerse myself in fiction—

when I could be participating

in one of life's nightly wonders.

 

In coming years

I will encourage my self

(my true self)

to bind my soul to Nature,

by watching.

 

 

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