Reflections

 Reflections
I stare into a still glassy pond,
Bright stars and full faced moon float in its ink.
Each sparkle reflected on its smooth surface.
Moonlight sends roots into the murky depths.
They weaken and fade seeking bottom.
Sooty darkness surrounds.

I gaze at ebon sky overhead.
Where bright stars and full moon hang on dark hooks.
Each twinkle must escape night’s strong, chilling grasp.
Beams of soft moonlight send ladders to climb,
Fragile milky rungs extend earthward,
Night’s illusion of stairs.

I peer down the deep well of my soul,
Bright thoughts and memories shine in the gloom’
Softly shift, flickering from times long ago.
Faith and hope still live, sending new green shoots,
Fragile links from past to the present,
Reminisce and promise.