08 March 2020 -- Eagle, ID

when it is late and the sky is bright
from the moon shining her gravitational embrace
on the face of earth and the ducks sleeping by the creek

when the wind is away but the sky remains an overcast
a gloomy reminder of the week i had before
but it is comforting now at this time of night

i find myself a light stranger among sleeping grass and pine-needle trees

when i look at the moon, does she look back at me?
and if so can she see this space she illuminates?

it must be cold out there in space
but it is warm or at least room temperature tonight
all because she sacrifices herself, never sleeping and continuing to reflect
sol's light even at night

for one night she must sleep

i wish that no media will try to make headlines
take advantage of the night
take advantage of the moon and her then-beautiful-absence
take advantage of nature and people
(as if those two are different things)
and grab people from their dreams
to look at screens
saying "look, look! the moon is away!"

let them rest at night

let stars burn miles and miles away
let local grasslands curl and rest
let birds and runaway dogs find shelter
let the moon find a shadow to embrace
let everything find its end to find its beginning

let us all rest

at night