Sunday, September 18, 2005
“Regard the moon”
-TS Eliot, “Rhapsody on a Windy Night”
I stand outside my dorm at night
And regard the moon.
Framed by trees.
It is a perfect night for this-
Not too hot, not too cold.
I regard the moon,
Which was here before I was, and shall be after I cease to be
And my worries seem so insignificant
Law school, papers due, tests-
All pale in comparison to the beauty of this late September moon.