Posted in a remembrance, Keeping watch while I'm asleep

A Thousand Moonlit Nights

I found this piece, written by my beloved son on the 16th August 2016.
I know he is unmasked in the moonlight,
dancing with many brave souls!
He has found his way home…..

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The deepest part of my soul lies dormant,
hidden in the shadows of a myriad of masks,
no eye has seen it and no hand can reach it,
unknown, unseen, and untouched.

Light has now reached it and air has finally found it,
my fellows have unmasked the masked man.
I stand naked in the moonlit garden,
free yet secure under an array of stars.

Dawn is coming, followed by the heat of the sun,
Do I stay or go, fight or flight?
Or rather duck and cover?
I will cover.

Maybe tomorrow night will be a full moon,
maybe more will join me in the garden.
I am on a journey of a thousand moonlit nights,
walking with a few brave souls under the stars.



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

11 thoughts on “A Thousand Moonlit Nights

  1. What a beautiful Soul and wonderful gift this poem is! Life and Love do continue on. I see death as simply undressing from the physical to merge into the Divine Energy of Life we call God or Home before emerging into a new form of being in the Dance of Life. 💝

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