one more bright sunday
all night in bed with the moon
joy strewn all around
but the mind always
wants more than it has-
one more bright day of sun,
one more clear night in bed
with the moon; one more hour
to get the words right; one
more chance for the heart in hiding
to emerge from its thicket
in dried grasses-as if this quiet day
with its tentative light weren't enough,
as if joy weren't strewn all around"
holly hughes
welcome home to
where the sun and moon are willing to circle you
in the light and love of small precious words.
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