Moon Halo

Spinning beneath the big dipper's fingerprint, illuminous casted shadows waltzed between the crevices of star stuffed clouds and Mother Nature's bosom

The wind's mid drift pranced among the soil's hair where new growth pushed through the roots until grassy afros resembled nappy bushes

Bellow the universe six tallies marked spots like hidden treasures in shape shifting cotton candy atmospheres

Star gazing while painting the galaxy with my imagination, childhood games in my ever growing mind. Peace