The Message
by Chloe (age 11)
The moon's whispers to me are carried
on a late summer's breeze passing as a pit-stop
on its way around the world.
The breeze send a message of calming presence,
a kind of calmness I have never experienced before.
One that does not rush, that takes its time, and
focuses on the breathing of its inner wholeness.
That presence is beauty like no other and yet it is
familiar to me and all the others............
who look beyond the moon and see power......
who look at a star and wonder where it is headed.
all poems and images ©2006 by chloe
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