Only the Moon

The moonlight through the trees

enters the room where I sit

and casts shadows across the floor.

It beckons me to be still,

and love just what it gives

in its fleeting time before dawn.

In this moment, still and silent

only the moon

can speak to my heart,

reveal my true nature

without even a word.

– Lisa Ernst

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