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Evolution of a Moondream
©J.M. Frase-White
10" x 10", Acrylic on Canvas
May I ask the Equator, dear?
A sliver edge of moon
hints tomorrow's sun
as people in Poland
sip mid-day coffee
Night of celestial calm
the crescent yellow-white
echoes the silence of street lights
smiling mirrors of rivermoon
stars glare above silhouette mountains
firing dots into black night
eyes of ancient starfires
hope of our eternity
Are hours longer around the waist of earth?
so much wider than here in the North
where dark in gradient comes
on our revolving home
leading us each day
to new night and sunrise
until we set and join her
in the continual soaring path
circling, circling, circling
in meaningful meaningless life
Time & Distance
©J.M. Frase-White
10" x 10", Acrylic on Canvas
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