Foal Moon
Hold on life!
Only you can steer the cycles of the moon
‘though we abide, in fossil-warmed refuge
Amidst the cold swirling uncertainty
That sculpts snowdrift blankets
Hiding dreams of spring, where the heart finds comfort
In the fragile memory of sweet grass
Hold on!
Is that moonglow I see?
Behind a thin plastic veneer
A window frame - humble preparation built of trust
Ready to exhale at the first sight of hope
Spirit of Luna!
Hold on!
Choose well the time of night, when life returns
Wise in the ways of a world yet unseen
Mocking winter’s cold fury, overcome
By the kiss of a moonbeam
All answers lie tonight in the warmth of the womb
Brett