Moonlight Fell

Moonlight fell 

           and softly 

it landed on me 

like a bird

In stillness

I remained

with no desire

for it to fly away

I only admired 

its plume

filling the yard

throwing shadows from

trees

Incrementally

it shifted away

Had other places to be

and I would never begrudge

the pleasure of others

Author's Note

I just felt like throwing something on.

Reviews

[Stella Armour]

Enjoying the small things is the most soul satisfying thing in the world.

[Relic]

Thanks very much Stella. :)

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Moonbathing in the late and early hours is quite enjoyable; stargazing and watching Venus burn like a cosmic candle in the west. But the moon is often gold and as R. Frost observed. "Nothing Gold Can Stay". Such a moody, gentle and light poem, like moonlight. I enjoyed the read. F.

[Relic]

I appreciate your comment, Fabian. Thanks.

[redzone]

Thanks for the moon, Tim. I needed this, as it has been smoky at night and the moon is hard to see. I love how the moon and its light throw shadows, makes everything look magical.

Curt

[Relic]

Thanks so much for the comment, Curt.

[Lorry]

Sharing is caring after all!
This is very reminiscent of my usual bedtime mantra as a kid of watching the moon from my bedroom window. I don't remember making such a rule, but this was a silent past time and whatever it was that I was trying to achieve wouldn't work if I spoke.
Personally, growing up in a very noisy house of seven it was probably my inner mantra, before I knew what a mantra was that involved saying "make them all mute" over and over again! 😃

[Relic]

haha, Thanks very much for the comment, Lorry. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Sharing makes us feel so much better than hoarding for ourselves...to see the joy of others when we pay it forward...the best feeling.

[Relic]

Thanks for the comment, My friend.