.
It had been a dreek day
Cheerless and dreary
My mind was languid
My body was weary
.
I raised my face to the moon
Closed my burning eyes
Let her healing light
Gently restore my sight
.
I allowed my tired soul
Entry into eternity
For minutes or hours
It was the same to me
.
©DGA 05 December 2011 06:25
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05/12/2011 at 8:43 am
Wonderfully rejuvenating, Denise.
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05/12/2011 at 8:53 am
Ah, thank you, Mark.
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05/12/2011 at 11:40 am
No balm compares to the feathery touch of the moonlight on the aching body and mind alike. I agree with you Denise.
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05/12/2011 at 12:31 pm
I love moonlight, Sunamu. It is so gentle….
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05/12/2011 at 12:47 pm
Such a feeling of relief, Denise. I have definitely been there at one time or another – especially when I was at work! I like the word “dreek”
John
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05/12/2011 at 2:00 pm
Thank you, John. I love the word ‘dreek’. I found it on one of Kate’s blogs and was smitten!
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05/12/2011 at 2:29 pm
Eyes closed, face to the moonlight, bathed in comfort … aaah.
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05/12/2011 at 2:58 pm
That’s it, Maxi… good…
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05/12/2011 at 4:53 pm
we need those moments where we stop and are still and just breath and be…nice visuals too leading us into serentiy…
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05/12/2011 at 7:21 pm
I am so happy you see how necessary those moments are, Brian.
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05/12/2011 at 4:58 pm
Sometimes our tired spirit needs a boost. Thank you Denise.
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05/12/2011 at 7:22 pm
Yes, it does, Jeannie, nowadays more than ever, I think…
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05/12/2011 at 5:14 pm
Isn’t it funny, how we can lose ourselves, within ourselves and still get home without a map or a gps system. lol
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05/12/2011 at 7:23 pm
That is so deep, Jack. I love that you see that, my friend.
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05/12/2011 at 6:27 pm
Wonderful ZEN moment . . . in the NOW, we refill our coffers drained dry by dreek and dreary days. 😀
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05/12/2011 at 7:25 pm
Yes, you are right on the mark, Nancy! Thanks so much.
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06/12/2011 at 1:35 am
🙂 … you know I know too …:)
Silence within = peace without.
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06/12/2011 at 2:02 am
I hoped you’d know… 🙂
So nice to escape the world’s continual clamour…
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06/12/2011 at 2:26 am
I’ve been trying for years to perfect the ability to shout silently.
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06/12/2011 at 3:58 am
Oh, I used to do it all the time, lol! Practice makes perfect…
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06/12/2011 at 3:49 am
A healing poem 🙂 Love ‘dreek day’
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06/12/2011 at 3:56 am
Yes, Gabe, I hoped it would be. I found the word ‘dreek’ in Kates post a few days back and I simple loved it too! See, I have my snow now, haha. Thanks.
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06/12/2011 at 5:59 am
Ah, dreek. Love that word.
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06/12/2011 at 6:23 am
Mmm, nice, hey.
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07/12/2011 at 3:22 am
This poem is like a deep, calming breath 🙂 Am off to look up ‘dreek’ 🙂
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07/12/2011 at 3:57 am
I am so glad you found it calming, Bb. 😀
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08/12/2011 at 1:11 am
I really like this bit –
I allowed my tired soul
Entry into eternity
That is just gorgeous. There is definitely something restorative about the moon!
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08/12/2011 at 5:55 am
Thanks, Selma.
I always wonder where we go when we sleep or when we meditate… then I think of eternity as a pool…
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