Full Moon
By: tash07
A silver moon adorns the sky tonight.
Its rays wash the trees,
enrobing them in cloaks of light.
Their branches grasp at the night air,
beckoning to passersby.
Their canopies shroud them,
embellishing them in fine lace clothing.
A gently wind sings and whistles through the air,
stirring the atmosphere.
Crows caw and fly away.
Enveloping loners in despair.
Rusted gates swing and
Cry out in vain.
In an instant
Huge pregnant clouds
grace the night’s sky.
In their path everything
disappears.
Darkness claims
the silvery light.
Its tendrils wrap and drag by
capturing the World,
Placing a cloak of darkness
Like a candle that has been snuffed out
For a moment a light descends.
It pierces the clouds,
and continues on,
delving into the ground,
Into the world that it surrounds.
The moon peeks out once more,
Its gaze penetrating
the darkened veil
The light has graced the ground once more.
As it glows
It extends
Captivating everything.
