Moon

In the early dawn hours,
As I looked to the sky
I saw the moon through the trees
Whispering good-bye.
Gently she faded from my sight
As the darkness waned
And the day waxed bright.

Light

I wish that I could paint the light
So you could see from far
How it fills the trees with morning stars
And changes leaves to amber
And back to green
More beautiful than I’ve ever seen before;
Yet causes me to remember
Another bright September
The kind of days I wish we’d share once more.

In honor of the day:

Mankind: such a beautiful word!
Reverse the syllables.
The meaning is clear.
If every man was a kind man
Unlimited change would appear.

Yet inflamed by fear,
Ashamed we hide.
We dwell on difference in color and creed.
We build walls without doors,
Make rules we can’t bend,
Draw lines we can’t cross
When if we would blend
We’d find the companionship each of us needs.

Alone we hide behind our walls,
Reside within our boundary lines.
Until our make-shift rules collapse
We remain only man
Instead of mankind.