Once in a Blue Moon

Once in a Blue Moon

st31 January 2018

Heavens stirred with the blue moon today, And I waited for the blood in the blue hue—

I didn’t see the red big moon cross from its ordinary Place in the firmament, to the extraordinary.

I waited for a sign of a miracle, Which didn’t manifest itself.

But it was there all day, no less real Because I had missed it. Just like the faces of my children glowing, Teary from squabbles, then singing:

Picture frame by picture frame, their shouts Of joy secure, holding up the miracle of my life.