Almost in Sight

It’s the same moonlight shining below

upon us and them, those others we know.

That moonlight is one thing to lovers of love,

and quite something else to those lookers above

who only see phases and think wax or wane.

But lovers of love walk along a dark lane

that leads up a hill and then turns gently right.


It leads to a garden, now almost in sight. 

Photograph “Moonlight Serenade” © 2018 Timothy Waugh