Implicit Association Moon

Yes, first moon of spring,

We are in a strange moment

& could use some illumination.

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Here, early in the day,

Already street ceremonies underway

Metal rattles & petrol drums.

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I read poetry in a dark room

That speaks in the affirmative

While crows rasp outside.

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Blue lupines, poppies, & gazania

My favorite warm honey-scented alyssum

Growing by the highway bike path

Seeds informing soil with soul.

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I call in the yes.

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I invoke please with all my heart.

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Writing toward the open

Tender faces of beings, speaking

Whatever words will soothe them.

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Yes, this is difficult passage,

Let us endeavor to sow beauty

In our brief earthly commute.

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With gentle ears, hearing becomes a river.

With soft eyes, vision clears.

With deliberate hands, grit & resilience.

With devotion, moonlight shimmers

And the ordinary is adorned.

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-for Nikole Hannah-Jones