As of late.

Look up to the moon child,
Don't you feel the hope or just sorrow?
Is it pain or is it relief of
Stare to the candle, read the flame.

Do you see the moon men?
They dance and frolic high above,
Could they be happy or desperate for rain,
Bumps of red pulsing to the forest sounds.

Is your reality here or there?
I do not feel the sensations of current,
Nor do I reap the rewards of delay,
Confused crickets creaking, craving, crawling, conforming, crap.


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  1. Yellow Lily16 October 2017 at 02:50

    May I reply?

    Look beyond the moon,
    As you hope by the little flame,
    The stars are in shape of a key you see,
    By Him who amends not ruin,
    Or you ought to say a spell perhaps,
    Something like "Alohomora"
    And the gates of Heaven shall be open,
    The heartaches, the fractured minds,
    And your sorrowful soul will be awaken.
    Drench in the beacon of light,
    Brighter than your darkest hour,
    Outshining that little dim light,
    If only you trust that things will soon be in your favour.
    - The Child

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