Poem #87 – The Bleeding Sun

I saw the sun bleeding so much beauty
over the sea while it danced to the sound
playing in my head all day.

Like it listened, like it heard the struggle
I’m in. Like it understood that I needed peace.

I thought to myself – if the sea can be beautiful
in its riot of drops and waves than I can find
one thought that will keep me on my feet.

So much has happened and so much has
changed. Even the sun is disappearing from my
horizon. But soon after the moon rose and it
reminded me why I decided to share the name with him.

So strong even when he’s small. The only light
in the dark nights. He always finds a way to show
himself, no matter how many times he disappears.

Inspire me and revive me. Give me new
meaning and lead me. Moon, you messenger
that there is always something good to be found
even in the darkest night, help me sleep tonight.

Life exhausted me and left me sitting on this
beach and I feel alone but that’s alright because
I’m looking at the sun bleeding so much beauty over
the sea and setting the territory for the moon to share some
light upon the lost.

11 thoughts on “Poem #87 – The Bleeding Sun

  1. I love your contrast between the ocean and moon, Luna! 🙂

  2. Oh wow, this is so beautiful

  3. Luna, you are a storybook princess!

    1. Thank you! I feel all types of special now

      1. Well you should. You stand out from the crowd. There are a few others in your league. And that is awesome! Your heart and mind are filled with so many wonderful relatable subjects about love, beauty, and harsh truths.
        Nicely done Lady Luna!

  4. This is excellent. Well done.

    1. Thank you 😁

  5. Reblogged this on Bel Izeard and commented:
    You must all read this poem…

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