My Friend

The moon, the light

My friend

Shines into my soul

A waking moment before the night's end,

Thunder is heard

And held deep within

Between me, the moon,

My friend,

Together we welcome the storm

As I rest upon the earth, the awns,

The rain begins to pour

As I envelope the thunder, the roar

The lightning strikes

And awakens my destiny

The moon, the light, my friend

No hesitancy,

I settle within my naked truth

As the rain, the thunder, 

The light, the moon

Returns innocence

My youth.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Good to have the three with you.
"The moon, the light, my friend"
I like the story in the poem and the very good ending. Hard to find hope and desire of innocence. We can find laughter and hope if we are lucky. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Lover Of Words]

amazingly put

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

a beautiful piece full of the wonder of nature and the innocence of youth. Well done Poet.

[MOON]

Beautiful rolls off the tongue, youth regained.