The Moth and The Lamp by Cesar Santos
Night Traveler
Cometh
Serendipitously
Serendipitously
All along
I've milked these years
as if you were
a day-flier.
Caught
in the web
of all those years
and your evening flight-
as if you were
a day-flier.
Caught
in the web
of all those years
and your evening flight-
I stand still
eyes closed shut
forever willing
I'd catch
your landing.
Touched by
the wings of a moth
in jest
I'd feel
a thousand spirits before me
taking flight.
On the wings of chance
serendipitously.
.
serendipitously.
.
For more Magpie Tales
Presented by Tess Kincaid
for The Mag
go here
http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2013/09/mag-187.html
7 comments:
Night FLIGHT!
ALOHA from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
=^..^= <3
On the wings of chance just to feel the spirit...
Very well done!
Sounds spidery...
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Karen this is fantastic! If you haven't published your poetry yet my question is why not? You have a magical way with words and how you can look at this photo and write what you did is truly a gift.
Have yourself a wonderful week!
So complex, emerfing from such a deep place... Thanks
Lovely; almost ethereal and as delicate as a moth's wing.
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