on the first night of darkness
I searched the sky for her
my thoughts
noisy as the river in spring
on the second night
the finch betrayed her presence
busy in the moon’s thin glimmer
with unexpected song
on the third
with my own eyes I saw her
knelt to earth in welcome
and delight
as she grew so I grew
at the moment of
her greatest girth
a herd of sharp-tined stars
traversed the sky
the waters in the river’s bed
spurred on by the moon
swelled to overflowing
I danced in glad elation
in her white woodlet
thanks to you
moon of strength and stillness
thanks to the reeling waters
whose blessings churn and rise
Image: “My first shot with my new Canon 350D, a solitary leaf hanging in the cold winder sky. Shot in Melbourne, Australia,” by Lachlan Donald from Melbourne, Australia (Flickr) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
