sad moon drifts behind
insubstantial clouds
wants to hide away
old woman looks up
wonders if he sees it too
hopes their gazes touch
moonlight spills upon
diverse planes of existence
somewhere...here and now
adrift on two worlds
cosmic veil separates them
neither here nor there
Mother Moon knows I miss him...
does he know I miss him too?
©2026 Kate McCormick
