Moonglade - Poem by Eppie Gorrez
When moonshine lights a path
From shore to infinity
A warm and gentle glow spreads
over the darkening sea
and into my being.
A lone canoe glides silently by
to the flickering lights of shop and home
at the distant curve of the bay.
But where do hummingbirds sleep
and where do iguanas flee
from the volley of rocks?
Is it safe in our world?
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