The EcoAudient Crone

the moon and the great
horned owl met at midnight

I wish I spoke moon
or owl or even
night

they sounded
content, as though
a dinner party
they were planning
was coming together
nicely and they
could rest easy in skies
and nests knowing their
work was well done

I envy them their contentment.

Midnight Planning © 2018 Tracie Nichols – All rights reserved