It is as if

The envious sun

Had witnessed

last night's moon

And wondered how it would be

If she was dressed silver too

And veiled in silver silken mist

I'm in the liminal space between

The darkness and the light

Shimmering cobwebs

Beaded with glitter

Tremble like me

in the stillness.

Soft edges

in the midst of confusion.

Pools of possibility are

Lit by white rainbows

Gateways to another place

Hidden from the sun

#poetry