Writing in Moonlight

Silent, whispering, quivering leaves,

their ghostly dance seducing

spirits of moonlight.

Waking moments, slipped into a dream,

like dragons breath evaporating

in misty visions.

Light, like ribbons floating on a stream,

glistening waterways calling 

through the darkness.

 

Stepping out into a sea of crystal,

floating upon its silvery palm,

guided ever onward.