At the twilight, a moon appeared in the sky;
In that moon, my body turned as fine as soul.
― Jalaluddin Rumi
i looked full in the face
of the pale moonlight,
and hues of soft ethereal
stillness
fell over me….
at this,
the twilight hour,
i was embodied
in wonderment,
and brimming
with fluency,
while the ambient beat
of cycadas
hushed
my unruly heart.
the lamplight blushed
in the presence of
such radiance.
i noiselessly sank
into fragrant acceptance.
there was,
all around me
images of such loveliness.
just then,
liquid light
cast
crystals onto the surface
of the lake
and i watched as the moon reached up
to traverse the silken
evening sky.
the tranquil rising
and falling of the tide
coaxed me into
belonging…
waves gently whispered
sweet nothings
between each breath
and
i saw myself reflected
in promises
that i would never be alone.
my hope was spread out
across
the sands of mercy,
the sands of time,
and i gazed up at the stars,
wondering if
my thoughts outnumbered them?
i quietly wished
on them,
still clutching the oaths i had made
in deep connection.
the planets echoed in tones
of my unknowable
longings..
distilled light delicately
assuaged
my darkened
countenance.
in that moment
I knew myself
©allysoally2017
