Friday, August 17, 2012

quiet moon

quiet moon
untouched
by what we do
or don't
do. our motions
mean little
to it's position
and movement
in the sky.
we will
live, we will
die, and it
will forever,
at least as far
as we know,
hang luminous
in the silk
black sky.

1 comment:

Dawn said...

Sweet...I love poems about the moon.