Moon in the Trees

 

That’s the way I’ve always loved seeing it, a phase of the Moon riding medium-high on the horizon, occasionally peeking through the branches and trunks of trees as I stride on. 

It was a First Quarter the other night, and after the rain stopped, I donned flip-flops and ventured out onto the wet evening sidewalks.  It was a grocery expedition to neighborhood stores further down the road, and the fresh and relatively cooler air was rejuvenating. 

It had been cloudy, but on my way home I was surprised by the Moon peeping at me from behind trees on the other side of the street.  A little satori in the quiet night. 

-Zenwind. 

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