Random Musings

“Regard the moon”

-TS Eliot, “Rhapsody on a Windy Night”

Late September

I stand outside my dorm at night

And regard the moon.

Snow white,

Full,

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.