Late Night Porch Talks

Stars, don’t be scared to linger;
this starts and stops
with you. So don’t leave,
don’t be scared. This
is only part of us,
long before we bury it.
Outlive a moment,
and forget.
Moon,
can you hear me?
Do you care to listen?
Come here: be still.
We’ve got you.
There is no need to be afraid.
We know you want forever,
but take this,
infinite in brevity.
Crescent moon at dawn, understand yourself.
See what it must become,
what starts and stops with you.
Then surface
from your orbital slumber and discover
what it means to embrace the sun.

Poetry and photography by Hazel J. Hall.