Full Moon

Casting a glow

It comes through my window

As I sleep

Simply waking me

Beckoning me to look.

I go to the window and sit by it.

The air is still.

Not a hint of a breeze.

The tall Pines stand erect

And cast long shadows across the grass.

I look up

And see the golden orb

Clear in the night sky

Like a permanent twilight

Everything has definition

But no color.

It is peaceful

surreal

I breathe it in

And exhale.

Sleep evades me,

But I am not sorry.

The moonlight bathes my senses

And calms my thoughts

Until once again

I can climb in my bed and find peace

Enough

To return to sleep