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October Sunset

October_Sunset

The full moon rises, translucent mother-of-pearl,

Suspended in a sky of sunset washed clouds.

Swallows weave a distant dance of joy

High above a hillside radiant in fall’s golden glory.

I breathe in the mystery, the silent pulsing of the universe,

Held in this moment, this thin place,

Where light pours into the world, into my heart,

Overflowing.

 

Photo of sunset courtesy Caoimhin G, flickr/kevingraham (CC BY-NC-ND 2.0)

Lisa Cayard lives in Morrow, Ohio.


Posted in: October 2013: On Aging, Poetry
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