New moon
New moon arising,
across a mid winter sky,
a star hanging gently,
from her blinking
mother’s eyes,
For tonight,
the dusk is falling
from the evening of yesterday,
her tears
falling slowly
in dewdrops
for another day,
it’s along time
homeward
the road below
winding its way,
across fields,
rivers
and mountains,
dreams and memories marking
the journey left
from lives
of moving stars
hidden so far away
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