"BLUE MOON'S RISING"
Here I lie
with eyes wide shut,
looking for light
in this deep black rut.
All I envision
is a dark dull expanse,
and I'm held here within
its blinding trance.
Then I notice
in this vile low
the soft dim light
of a blue moon's glow.
Though it is hazy
and seems to be gray,
the light casts shadows
in this night of day.
They take me by hand
with a forcing lead,
stepping to a song
that only they heed.
As they lead,
closer we draw,
toward the light's
beckoning call.
I still cannot see
this bright light's source,
yet the blue moon's risen,
so I stay my course.
Approaching it with
a slow steady gait,
this light seems to lie
in a captivating wait.
But should I enter
this beaming blue light,
or should I journey back
through the dim lit night?
©chrisjones
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