The Moon

I wrote this poem in the midst of a time where I was experiencing a lot of stress, sadness, and was overwhelmed by many things.  At the peak of my emotions, I looked to the sky and saw the moon -  large, idle, perfect.  I admired the beauty and the sense of hope that I felt while looking at the night sky.  There was a promise I felt from God that said everything will be okay.  When I first presented this poem, my peers were eager for more of a connection and at the time I wasn’t in a place to be vulnerable to express what was needed.  With my revision, I took the leap to personify the moon and give her a more prominent voice within the poem.  I rearranged some of the syntax and incorporated more direction and punctuation.  The poem seems to move much smoother and doesn’t feel stagnant anymore.  The rhythm presented creates more of a sentiment within the message of the moon, who she is, and what she represents.