Tuesday, July 28, 2009

The Moon

Her silver light cascades down

Surrounding me

Bathing me

Lighting my path

She rises high in the sky

Full in her glory

Gracious in her nature

Her call even moves the oceans

My dance is spontaneous

Filled with her magic

Entranced by her beauty

Quietly her music fills the air

Silently I give thanks for her gifts

Slowly I drift off to sleep

Swadled in the light, the music, the divine

To dream a dream

of Magic

6 comments:

kasabiangirl said...

Nicely written..Keep posting =)

Rainysoul said...

Thanks! I'll try. :)

Michelle said...

Wow! I'm very impressed by the sense of peace that comes from reading this and the fabulous imagery. May I dance in the moonlight with you?

Rainysoul said...

If you can hear the music. :)

4evernite said...

Beautiful! It reminds me of a favorite song of mine. "Moondance" by Van Morrison

Rainysoul said...

Thanks. :) I hadn't heard that song before, took me a few minutes to find it. Jazzy!