Member Poem

Down the hall and around the corner, I am startled by a white globe.  It pierces the blackness outside my window.
Its Presence sent to greet me as a fellow traveler in the night.
Closer to the window I feel the cool of the pane on my face.
A white path shines across the water and ' Moonshadow'
plays
      somewhere
                in my memory.
Like Giants awakening, the mountains slowly appear on the horizon.
They glow as lavender light encompasses them,
          soothing and temporal.
The snow and crevasses show  their ancient faces made long ago.

The moon is almost gone and the sun, with all its orders ,
will soon take its place.
So I will say yes,
yes to the dark embrace,
that bids me "stay longer" ..at the window....
longer with the moon,
the lavender,
and the Giants