Calm Was The Night On Which The Moon Was My Compass.
A Half Moon, Softened Ever So Slightly By A Thin Cloud Sheet,
And Up In The Western Sky Did It Shine,
Calling On Me To Follow, Follow It All The Way Home.
Calm Was The Night On Which The Moon Was My Compass.
A Half Moon, Softened Ever So Slightly By A Thin Cloud Sheet,
And Up In The Western Sky Did It Shine,
Calling On Me To Follow, Follow It All The Way Home.
Calm Was The Night On Which The Moon Was My Compass.
By The Poet Adjei
© 2011
The Word On The Word:
- Musings on a late night walk home from a friends
How many nights have I experienced this! Whether walking, driving, or simply following my own thoughts as I watched the Moon rise in the "thin cloud sheet."
ReplyDeleteVery eloquently and flawlessly expressed, Adjei.
Thanks Joe, it is a peaceful experience to have
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