October moon

i see the moon

brilliance poking through the thick

velvet black night-curtain

as if to say,

“nothing can stop me.”

beneath the hazy rings

here on the browning autumn planet

i stare and stand

amazed by the courage it takes to reflect

all that bright.

“nothing can stop you,”

the old sky-man whispers.

and the moon sees me.

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