I’m wandering around in the dark before bed.
Last night was the new moon,
so there’s no silver light,
but my feet see where they are going.
Night breeze lifts the hair from my neck.
I stop, stretch out my arms,
look up at the night sky.
Faraway dots twinkle.
Stars, planets. Then one bright dot moves.
A plane?
As I watch, others appear, high up,
moving slowly.
I stand there for a long time,
memories and breeze washing over me,
watching planes in the dark,
wondering if you are on one of them.
This is so quietly beautiful! I could feel the night with you, especially at the end.
this is so beautiful....i was out there too under that dark moon.....spinning and wondering that same thing............