Michael Shepherd - ! Cradled in a crescent moon

to be born, cradled in
an earthly view of crescent moon:
a lighted small part
of that hidden yet complete,
awaiting a future light
from somewhere as a sun;

where does that first newborn smile
come from? what does it know?

Michael Shepherd

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