Moonlight

Have you ever channeled the moonlight?

Have you ever been bitten by the stark warmth of a closing summer day?

Have you wondered why serenity lurks in corners in times of dire need?

Have you ever been charmed by the mystical wisps of a sunken mellow breeze?

Have you ever felt a sudden urge to taste the sight you see?

Have you ever witnessed moonlight like there hasn't ever been?

The sight of it away yet comforting, is something to be seen,felt,believed

The beauty of it, in all its pristine imagery is a canvas alive yet, yet to be

Letters in words, and words in letters

All will fail to feel explicitly, in composure

This benevolent marvel in its being

For it will soothe, after each rise and fall of tides

The feverish medley of maudlin living, like it is meant to be

It will silence, not pall

Like instruments to a melody

It will encompass time, paraphrasing memories

Until the shackles of misery vent away, memories in angst, of grief

Incidents in time, bitter and sweet, sometimes together in the mind,almost glistening

To make a note belittled as truce,it's worth unknown like moonlight again

Yet somehow, it will hold your gaze, let it so

For all that will remain beaming in hindsight in the dark entirety, somewhat brief

Will be moonlight, as is witnessed from the shadows of thy dreams.