Tangled there among the leaves
A tiny sliver of the moon emerged
Grabbing my camera I walked out from the surrounding buildings
So I could share, with the living noises of the farm, the small chitter of the little birds as they settled for the night, a dog’s bark from over the mesa on the flatlands, and the rush of water flowing through the ditches—-
You see I wanted to connect with the spirits of the animals, the water, the plants growing and maturing on the land
But most of all I wanted to experience the murmuring of the moon
As the daylight faded and the evening light held it’s breath; before the stars started to sing.
From my world to your heart,