Blue Moon

Once in a blue moon
the earth realigns
when a soul rides in 
on a gentle spring breeze
to chance upon a heart that harbours
long lost memories of always and forever
born in the haze before time was created
and simmered over centuries
of aching separation.

And when it does,
two hearts become whole
in the melding of a reunited soul,
and time and place means nothing,
only that the Universe has been set right
and the stars shine a little brighter.

And I will ride the wind
past the North Star,
slide down the Little Dipper
with my bucket of paint
and paint the moon blue
to commemorate the day
the earth realigned
for me and you.


september 2005
Janet Reid