Light Of Dark

Ice on the water

Cracks of light

Flowy bolts of lightening

Tonight, the moon

is calling forth the

parts we disregarded.

It’s hard to fathom,

how the moon understands

all that lurks

within our frigid corners.

She’s watched the waters

every night,

steadily ready

to shine her light

on what is true

but still unseen.

‘Cause someone’s gotta do it.