A full moon hangs on this cool night,
its glow reflects shimmering light,
a fleeting shape cuts through the sky,
upon her face, a plane flies by.
Down far below where waves retreat,
a turtle lifts its ancient feet,
it climbs the shore with patient grace,
the sea behind, the clouds in place.
Above, it hums radiant stars,
bound for places set near and far,
a spark of motion in so deep,
while underneath the world’s asleep.
One journeys through the silent sky,
the other crawls where water lies,
two travelers on different seas,
both chasing distant destinies.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 291 June 02, 2025
This weeks prompt offered two picture options. This poem was inspired by both pictures. 💕
