Haibun: The Moon Rose

I was sitting in my easy chair last light, reading Jack Kerouac’s the “Bowery Blues”. This was the poem I had just read and had put down to meditate upon:

The story of man
Makes me sick
Inside, outside,
I don’t know why
Something so conditional
And all talk
Should hurt me so.

I am hurt
I am scared
I want to live
I want to die
I don’t know
Where to turn
In the Void
And when
To cut

The curtains were open, the lights, except for our reading lamps, were off.  My chair looks onto the mountains out back of my house.  It was around 7:30 and had drizzled all day making everything so dreary.  The mountains were still full of cottony like cloud formations, some seemed more like wisps of smoke.  The moon was behind the mountains, her light though shone on the clouds and reflected upon the snow on the mountain tops. A sort of natural indirect lighting, I thought.

Then, the moon began to make her  trip over the mountains themselves.  The rain had stopped and except for the low cloud formations, the rest of the sky was as clear as crystal river water.  There she was, in all her glory as she inched her way up over the mountains…through the clouds.  Surrounding her they formed a halo of pink and yellow rings, they looked like a sort of formal dress.

A star appeared near her, right through the clouds. They must have been no more than a heavy mist, I thought.  The higher she rose into the clear night sky, the more there seemed to be a river of ice below her.  The white clouds were now very similar to a glacier flow.  Just the tips of the mountains could be seen through the flow and they were brilliant with snow.  I found I was holding my breath at the beauty of this evening show piece.  The rainy day, which had been so depressing, seemed not to have been wasted after all.

cloud flows like ice pack
a glacier of wispy mist
lady moon dances

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