Oh, the calm and peaceful sky - Central Park

Oh, the  calm and peace in our black skies tonight.

The full, round moon is traveling up and south 

And over the earth, 

Behind a long curtain of striated clouds

Traveling low and north

Beneath the blue -black infinity:

Barely a breeze,

Just a bit cool.

The moon’s circle, so clear when he
appears,

Seems to be watching 

And then

Laughing at us, teasing.

As he tripples, bows; 

Veiled , lustrous, then shadowed -

Or just a shot of brilliance -

A wink - 

Through the ribbons of clouds.

And beyond, the wide night sky,

Complete with stars

And silent.

You would never know 

The earth is shattering, burning, drowning

And people hate. Hurt. 

Under this endless ultramarine clarity,

How can you imagine

There is a struggle 

Anywhere on this earth?