Strawberry Moon


In 24 years, I’ve probably seen you a million times.
In 24 years, my skin has reflected off your glow probably 
 half of those times
In 24 years, I’ve never seen you shine as much as you did tonight
Tonight you are iridescent.
Tonight you are all shimmer and shine
Tonight, you are hope.
You are deep howls in the forest
And you are fish swimming upstream
You are changing tides
And you are love thriving on the beach
You are promises made on pinky fingers
And you are celebrations felt in bright red cups.
I’ve heard of poets who write sonnets
and authors who write paragraphs about you
I’ve listened to them comparing you to a dozen other things
Hoping against all odds,
against all measures,
that they could justify your beauty and shine.
But they fall short, each time.

Dear moon,
The entire universe does not rotate around you.
Today, you are the universe.

Yours truly,

Painted Shadow


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