|December's Full Cold Supermoon as seen at sea in the Atlantic. (WTOP/Greg Redfern)|
Whether you meet in sun today
or meet at Midnight's moonlit hour,
let spirit light your holy circle
and music carry your words’ succor.
As years spin by too fast for breath,
as you grow young to test the tide:
Perform like half your age, forget
both growth and erosion of time.
I speak to me, as well, you know
(who most days play too safe for magic’s
flow), to recall how falling is like
rising, how age can be aglow.
My blog poems are rough drafts.
Please respect my copyright.
© 2017 Susan L. Chast