September 24, 2010
The moon,
Like a rice wafer in the sky,
So light it seems almost like a cloud
To be blown away by a sigh.
Round, defined, translucent,
Like a dream just after waking –
Fading into the pale blue sky of morning –
Soon to be forgotten
With the dawning of the day.
Sarah ><>
Xapa to the World 
I have been going through a moon phase recently…
This poem came just at the right time!
Thank you for sharing it!
I go through moon phases too! I’ll have to post some of my older works on here to share…right now, I don’t have one location for them.
Thanks for stopping by!