A Night Without The Wind And The Stars

just have the moon
at least

you have no choice
what are you?

a speck of dust
in the galaxy

envy the still pond
where the moon
sits

cope up
breathe and be
the wind
for a while

create the ripple
tell the
water lily

you are alive
and can
disturb

a little
and tell the night
you eat
fears

that you can sleep
with
or without its
dark covers

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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