opalescent sliver
fragility outlined by night
exquisite whisper of light
celestial tempest drawn delicately thin
barely substantial
yet ..
so there
hanging
in the west so piercingly bright
rising ... rising ...
seeming to magnify
from inconsequential things :
particles of dust, storms & days
sorrow, forgiveness & clouds haze
funny ....
how very almost-not-there
it is
yet ...
it remains always illuminated
gravity held
beckoning
waxing
waiting
waning ...
for
jumping cows & mischief makers,
storytellers & film-makers,
astronauts & huckleberry friends,
spectral visions, midnight riders
and
that love that knows no end
