Whisper of the Rose
Whisper
of the Rose
A rose’s whisper hails the moon’s glow,
Twilight’s venture calling.
An unlooked-for journey into wavering dusk,
Mysterious and enthralling.
Shadowed forms accompanying,
The shared experience.
Vapors carrying honeyed scent,
An extra helping of existence.
Gliding procession at eventide,
A promenade beneath the moon.
Woodland creatures move alongside,
This wild earthy commune.
The music wells from another sphere,
Listen to the trees song.
How will you ever leave here,
The moment is too strong.
The moon climbs high in her arc,
Breezes caress your hair,
The edges of the grass alight,
Absorbing your every care.
Moonset at last must be again,
Now you greet the dawn.
The renewal you’ve taken from this night,
Allows you to carry on.
A rose’s whisper hails the moon’s glow,
The twilight venture calling.
A few more steps before you go,
And leave the moondance enthralling.
Cliff Lake 7/26/2024
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