For a moment I felt calm.
A twilight zone entrenched with cool.
The wisps of my hair caressed my face
as I shaded my eyes with my hand.
A smile presenting itself on my face.
The shape of a crescent could be seen.
Glistening with light it did not want to hide.
My feet planted in the meadow where I stood.
How small I felt at that moment.
The might and glory of the sky could be seen.
As I stood and watched in the shade, serene.