Leaving school this evening
I was greeted by a full moon and a glistening tree.
They were one.
They spoke to each other.
They spoke to me.
This tree is a giver, at least to me.
Last fall it held a glorious rainbow.
And like the full moon tonight, I was the only one to see it.
”Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.” -E.B. White-