listen

listen

the soft yet bright moon light

of this chilled

yet stilled

winter night

bathed me in it’s embrace

i looked upon it’s face

and i was enchanted

in its incanted whisperings

to my soul

mesmerized

hypnotized

and i felt not the cold

that was about me

for i was in a warm place

and i could taste

the essence of my dreams

of old

come alive

i reflected upon

times past

that yet last

languidly dancing

in my memories

and i become the smile of life

filled with a certain rife

that only Father could understand

all my past demands

of self

by self

for self

melt away

into a meaningless

seemingless ether

for nothing could disturb

this moment

of this resonance

as i and the moonlight

dance in the spirit

the song is playing

can you hear it

listen

(c) 12 December 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.