The world.....

The world waltzes with the moon in orbit

to a melody only they can hear

The wind seems to be in tune and

forces the leaves outside to sway to and fro

in rhythmic motion, slow and lady-like

The night seems tired and sleepy tonight

as she slowly devours the last ray of light

left on our iron roofing

The geckos must have known it is curfew

because they all are assembled on the ceiling by the light

My eyes keep going back to the panoramic heavens

The sky never fails to paint beautiful stars

that play hide and seek among the clouds.

It must have had a little more painting time tonight

to paint the smiling moon in full loop

My eyes are fixed on the masterpiece above

The sight is remedy to my aching heart,

a soothing song to my troubled soul

that provides peace and calmness

in me

Oh, if I were one of those stars,

playfully and happily skipping across the heavens.

Or the moon even, so complete, perfect

full of purpose that gives life

meaning

But what can I say

I am only human, a woman; a lost cause

who roams the earth aimlessly,

with a fragile heart, a sensitive soul

and fed up hands.