The rise of the moon

I watch the moon danced
With wide open feet
The feet of a little child
Just enjoying its first steps
So beautiful was the sight
In the face of the early morning rise

I slowly smiled
In its extreme leap
And in its wide open breathe
I sing songs of love
In its adorable radiance
The beauty that sweep
The drop of my heart away

MO.

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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