Moonlight Flower

                 MOONLIGHT  FLOWER        (c) Sol Spitz



In the valley of the moon, near the waters edge

   where grows the midnights flower -

Opens the nourishing arms wide to gather the atmosphere

that feeds the passion, beyond beauty, past the boundaries,

of emotion, into the life, to race towards dawns other side ---



The glow on the map of the face in between shadows of where

you've been, in exile, left to wander, searching for a link,

Crossing borders, that are for some are a fence...growing hair

in all directions, branches of a tree reaching for a connection ---



Moondog wanders to the days edge, barks at the traveling sun,

in greeting, an invitation to dance where there are no corners,

the tongues explore as if catching a breath,

and drops of liquid find their way to the waterfall,

Growing in size to form a pool, join in time,full,

Measured in temperature at the plateaus, evaporating as a groan,

And sigh, go the way of a candles flame ---



Seize the notion, seize the motion, seize the motions sway of

the universal hum, when a whisper is heard over a shout, that

one candle can light many others, and still keep its share

that fuels the satellite past the international dream, to the universal stream   ------