Beneath the Waxing Moon

Free-Thinking Friday, This Journey 1 Minute

Beneath the Waxing Gibbous Moon

I stare with wonder.

I smile beneath the starry night sky.

The Waxing Gibbous Moon tells me “it is time to observe and align your hopes with the universe”

Beneath the Waxing Gibbous Moon I read my short story

To a crowd anxious for my words.

Fear shaking my feeble frame,

Prays between trembling lips.

I read my entire piece.

I stand before the crowd for more than seven minutes but I feel the seconds melt away.

My voice deserves to be heard.

My story deserves to fall on eager ears.

So I allow them to enter into my world.

And I feel the weight of my words lift off my shoulders.

I leave the Library with eyes aglow and lighter steps.

On the drive home I look up at the moon,

I pray for a full moon but instead

The Waxing Gibbous Moon whispers its promises to me.

“It’s time to refine and hone”

“Observe and align your hopes with the universe” it says

Published by brianasymone

I am a writer and applied mathematician. I am an introvert who loves writing and sharing my words with the world. Poetry saved my life on so many different occasions so I know that words are incredibly powerful. I just want to be a source of light in this very dark world. The Introvert’s Escape Maneuver is my way of navigating life. Free-Thinking Fridays are the creative's playground. I post poems, think pieces and prose. Self-Love Sundays are when I post motivational pieces about life and the practical applications of Self-Love.

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One thought on “Beneath the Waxing Moon”

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