Full moon — a meditation

I grab the night
with my hand
like a handful of soil,
and let the stars
through my fingers
float softly
to the ground
so all that’s left
in my palm
is the moon

then I rub it gently
against the sleeve
of my pajamas
until it’s shiny enough
to gift to you.

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