Saturday, November 8, 2014

Night in bloom


The night in bloom,
as if the moon both meant
to stay, and go; just so,
my hat, my coat,
my soul.



7 comments:

Lorraine Renaud said...

wow took my breath away William....

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Lorraine....

Jan said...

Moon and soul together...just heavenly, William~

Stream Source said...

Lorraine and Jan covered it. I'm happy you mention the moon. I watched it full or nearly full out the front window just as the sun started rising, out the back view. I went from front to back and couldn't decide which to follow - the sun's showy entrance or the moon's quiet resolve to let go. So, I sat in the middle and allowed both to hold me there. It was 28 degrees this morning. I appreciate a hat and coat... and a soulfully warm poem.

William Michaelian said...

Figuratively, literally, and in a cyber sense — how wonderful that we all should be “on the same page.”

Thank you, Donna, and thank you, Jan, and my thanks to all three of you.

Dino said...

a night of moon .. with the coat and hat, between the glares and its shadows .. a night of spiritual peace, great inspiration.

.. William .. I do not have the hat, but I ask very less .. even if the moon a little is darkened ... for me it is wonderful.

William Michaelian said...

Beautiful. Even in its absence, we can travel by your own light, Dino. Thank you.