Poetry From The Eye of A Storm

Silent Moon

I love the way the moon smiles down at me each night
It makes me feel that I'm not alone
Some other sad human is looking up at it as I am
And we are all feeling the same thing, loneliness
The moon doesn't answer back when I talk to him
But I know he listens
The warm chill feeling of the luminousness beams, touch my soul and we become one
When I look at the moon, I close my eyes and start singing as loud as I can
It feels like it's all coming out, and for that moment, I'm free.