Gathering Moonbeams
by The Poet Benjamin
I was gathering moonbeams
Tucking them into my palms
As my fingers wrapped around
Forming circles
As accretions swirling together
Entering orbit with the night sky
Playful,
Dancing and swaying with the stars
Glittering and gleaming
Opening my palms to beam back
Holding the moon in my arms
Carrying the weight of the heavens
As I gently rocked the world to sleep
Cradled,
On a bed of dreams