Today's poem is by Julie L. Moore
The cup of life is not so shallow
That we have drained the best. Ralph Waldo Emerson
Fireflies flashing over hip-high corn
as if it's the first time this joy unfurls
like a ribbon from the pith beneath your ribs.
Witness dusk now shading in corners
of the sky, indigo shadows
tunneling with the sun. Taste
a miracle tonight. Taste its sacred
nectar. Hear the low whine of the owl.
Hold the jewel of the night
in your open hand.
Copyright © 2011 Julie L. Moore All rights reserved
from Slipping Out of Bloom
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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