Remission*

So,

I missed the full moon...

& the yellow glowing halo..

The glory of a summon..

The beauty of reciprocation.

But I don't ask for much

A bright shiny ring 

Of an eclipse

And that's all...

Battle wounds

vanish with that speckle 

of moon-dust...

Scars become seeds..

The nights become 

Breeding grounds..

One day,

A tiny little leaf surfaces

& breathes...