Melinda Foshat

Poetry, Prose, Photography


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Night Falls

Night falls
So shall I fall with her

Though Moon rises
In the eyes of hopeful lovers
Moon is nothing without Night

Inside the gaping twilight
Let me hide, next to Moon
Who is but a reflection
Of a barren world
Which worships itself

I lie with Night
Yet I know no one looks for love in the dark
Except the fool
Who sees his soul glisten
Beneath the ripples of the sky
Where Aphrodite drowned long ago

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The Gift

Tears are a gift
A telescope so that we might see the depth of our emptiness
And the fullness inside the nothingness

Beyond our sight lies a truth
That one must seek for himself

Be not quick to shed your tears
Instead, shed yourself
And for the first time
See the greatness of the universe

Tears are a gift
A telescope so that we might see the magnitude beyond ourselves
Look and be comforted

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – February 20, 2014