Thoughts in the Moonlight
The pink half moon hung on the black night like a sad heart crying out to the universe for my lost love. Why pink and not yellow? Why ask? I am one with the universal law now and so it too cries at my loss. Perhaps as I drive through the tall pine trees breaking the ever closing dark shadows they thrust across the road with my cars headlights it will change to yellow before I get home but alas no pink it remains. Broken in two it stains the night. One half hidden from sight the other in plain view for all the world to see.
There in the night sky is all I am feeling inside. My broken heart bleeds for a memory of the past. A memory of a love now gone, never to return, never to be recaptured. Only the memories remain both good and bad. And yet in my misery I know that the moon will renew again. It will once more become yellow and it will once more become whole. Then like a heart filled with the golden promises of kindness, caring and dare I say love become one again and shine its golden light upon this beautiful earth upon which I stand but for a moment in universal time.
Guardian of the night sky placed there by our Lord. Generations of man you have seen come and go and for how many did you reveal your pink heart? I am sure too many both men and women have looked upon you and thought there hangs my open broken heart. Did they too realize they are children of the universe? That only through pain and loss we may know the joy of a shared love now gone.
Yet in this reflection of me I see You and your gift of understanding. Tomorrow the sun will rise and with it Your promise renewed. Morning glory sung of in praise and captured by the Masters in paint and canvass yet truly no one can capture the rapture of dawn in all its glory though many have tried through the centuries of man.
Under this pink moon I stand now by the shore of the river as the black ink devoid of moonlight runs by my feet. I apologize for a moment of doubt and offer my humble prayer. And as if in answer a solitary star appears then another and another and as my heart soars towards renewed faith in the future and what is to come I see a moonbeam. A single streak of yellow gold that touches the path to lead me home. The pink moon is gone now and in its place hope renewed as sure as tomorrows sun.
There in the night sky is all I am feeling inside. My broken heart bleeds for a memory of the past. A memory of a love now gone, never to return, never to be recaptured. Only the memories remain both good and bad. And yet in my misery I know that the moon will renew again. It will once more become yellow and it will once more become whole. Then like a heart filled with the golden promises of kindness, caring and dare I say love become one again and shine its golden light upon this beautiful earth upon which I stand but for a moment in universal time.
Guardian of the night sky placed there by our Lord. Generations of man you have seen come and go and for how many did you reveal your pink heart? I am sure too many both men and women have looked upon you and thought there hangs my open broken heart. Did they too realize they are children of the universe? That only through pain and loss we may know the joy of a shared love now gone.
Yet in this reflection of me I see You and your gift of understanding. Tomorrow the sun will rise and with it Your promise renewed. Morning glory sung of in praise and captured by the Masters in paint and canvass yet truly no one can capture the rapture of dawn in all its glory though many have tried through the centuries of man.
Under this pink moon I stand now by the shore of the river as the black ink devoid of moonlight runs by my feet. I apologize for a moment of doubt and offer my humble prayer. And as if in answer a solitary star appears then another and another and as my heart soars towards renewed faith in the future and what is to come I see a moonbeam. A single streak of yellow gold that touches the path to lead me home. The pink moon is gone now and in its place hope renewed as sure as tomorrows sun.
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