Sliver Moon

A slice of moon hangs over the night.
A sliver of golden yellow against a cobalt sky.
Its crescent shape,
corners turned upward, toward Heaven, resembles a smile.
On a cold winter eve, this shard of light guides me, brightens my journey,
leads the way home.

by Lina Rehal

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Work in progress

This is a work in progress. The last post doesn't have the "0 comments" so if you want to comment, please do so on another post. I haven't figured this out yet. Thanks.
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Anonymous said...

Good words.

November 11, 2008 at 7:01 PM

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