BELIEVE

a petal pink moon
in empathy
draws closer

her softness
a beacon of light
on the longest of nights

for those who mourn
whose souls are brimful
of dark sadness

a promise
that your sun will rise
with each new day

for surely as dawn
puts to bed the sleepy
starlit heavens

rays of warm healing
will be yours
as time passes

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Your lovely poem imparts a whisper of much-needed hope in these hard times Chris. So many of us now facing "the longest of nights"... My younger brother is just now recovering from Coronavirus, thank God. He has been battling it for two months now. It has been two months of these dark nights shared. He is in NY and I'm in Florida...an agony of nights passed. This virus is a fierce beast. But, as you beautifully describe, the sun rises anew with "healing rays" each day and the "petal pink moon" bathes us with empathy. Beautiful thoughts. Beautiful poem. Thank you.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Annette. How difficult a time for your family when your brother has been so ill. I am aware of how challenging the situation is in New York. Your brother and family are in my prayers. Thank you for this lovely review. Look after yourself dear friend.

Chris.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed a soft and sensitive poem of encouragement to those suffering and blighted by these strangest of times.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks John fir your visit and thoughts. Keep safe and well.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

A very soothing poem Chris, very comforting, you almost feel at peace after reading. Very good.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Andrew for your visit. Take care and be safe.

Chris

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What an amazing poem in this trying time. Yes nature can heal... If not physically but emotionally, of course. New sun appears with a new hope and the soothing pink moon glow with passion. Thank you so much for this beautiful poem

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Sima for all your encouragement.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... once again your poetry has a softness that soothes the
sad souls of loved ones who are at a distance. My husband's sister Priscilla
who lives in New York has stage four of lung cancer. She is a few years
younger and has always been his "baby sister". Since Roger has dialysis three days
a week and now with the Coronavirus... we cannot take the risk of traveling from
Virginia to New York. Pris is resting peacefully at her daughter's home in New York...
with her niece and nephew to color her days with smiles and tender words.
Sending flowers today-- we will ask for pale Pink Roses with Moon glow and think of
your lovely poem that encompasses the years of playing on fields of flowers when they were
children. Pris is an Artist and Novelist whose heart captures the essence of life.
So many people are separated from loved ones at this time of being sequestered until
Heaven's gate opens to a new path where we can fly away and be with loved ones.
tenderly, with prayers, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

What a beautiful review Pat. How difficult it is for you not to be able to be with Pris. We live in such sad times. I have a candle burning this evening and I will keep all of you in its lovely lucent light. Sending healing thoughts and love to you.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris… and now it is almost 2023… and many of our closest family have passed. We still Celebrate with our Love wrapped in memory of their Love. Tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

And I have losses too this year dear Pat. Our family will make the most of the holiday. Life does goes on and we all have our memories. Sending warm wishes to you

Chris

[Ruth]

Such a blessing to read this poem Chris...the cycles of nature do indeed gift us hope and promise, this is so very soothingly beautiful :)

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Ruth. I appreciate your thoughts here. All good wishes.

Chris

[Lorry]

A beautiful reminder that this will pass and normality, whatever that is, shall return.
One day even, we may just find ourselves enjoying the chaos that normal used to be. The hustle and bustle, the crowds in bars and cafe's and maybe even being bumped into by rude shoppers. Well, we are all a little contact deprived, so you never know.
We should all take a leaf out of your book Chris, and simply enjoy these moments that show us that life does indeed go on.
When the moon or sun doesn't show up is the time to worry. 😀

[Chris Shaw]

Nature is a great escape in these troubled times Lorry. Had a lovely walk in bluebell wood yesterday. Thank you for your lovely review. Cheers.

Chris

[Weeping willow]

A beautiful write, enjoyed the images that flowed through my mind. A ray of hope is painted in each word. ;-]

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Weeping willow. You review is delightful. Thank you so much. Keep safe.

Chris

[poetgurl]

I can feel a certain amount of sadness in this, as well as some beautiful images as well. This is a very well written write. Awesome!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear poet for your lovely response. Keep safe and well.

Chris

[Robert Trakofler]

yes yes I knew you were of the same mind LOL Oh how I could hug you back if not for this damn quarantine:) oh yeah and that silly ocean tween us! but other than that I would... swear it! keep smiling Chris the wretched hates a good smile in its face:) its fun

[Chris Shaw]

Sending you a warm virtual hug Bunny. My hugs can fly. They won't drown in the ocean. Keep your spirits up with the stars :)) Thank you fir the welcome visit.

Chris

[Dave Brown]

this should accompany the many hearts in the many windows

[Chris Shaw]

A truly lovely thing to say Dave. So appreciated. Thank you.

Chris