A moth to your flame
Entranced
By the way the light
Lights white through
Bright wings,
Scattering light
As light is scattered
By dewdropped silk
Over hawthorn in June
Or the light of the moon
On the ocean that night,
Or the sun through fine lace
By a window that looks
To another place
Another world.
I see a ghost
of my dreaming self
And I want to fly
Away to the hills
Beyond my knowing
Away to being.
#CoSopoetry