Moon Coin

Hanging coin round, glowing east over the mountain
traveling home, as the road rises towards scattered jewels of
homes scattered galaxy strewn across the foothills as
the moon sinks below the peak

Not as she was this morning
leading me west, golden veils of clouds hiding
flaws of her own mountains
two hands breadth above my horizon.

Following the cold dark ribbon of road
humming wheels and silver lamp pearls behind me
of others bound as I am at journey’s end
paid in light and prayers to home.



-H-

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