I sat under the moonlight this evening, the light lyrically illuminating  my open palm

Slowly tracing the lines on my hand I thought of how two things always seem to be

My love for you stirred in the middle of the night and these lines imprinted for fingers to read

With its graced charm the moonlight seemed to tap me awake in fresh quiet speak

Those lines I have, the ones I trace and the fortune teller reads

They are my fabric and forever me

But that love I carry quietly in the moonlight, that love for you that only I can see

Tonight the moonlight shining in its special way, touched those lines, my fabric, my forever me

Reminding my heart, simply

I must set it free

~Alisa Hutton

6 thoughts on “Fortune

  1. Thank you for allowing me to still visit your site. I am so enjoying watching how your writing unfolds. You are a gifted writer and it pleases me always to find a writer who is passionate about what she/he does. Poignant piece of poetry beautifully written.

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    • Thank you, Renee. I really appreciated reading this. I am getting a little swallowed up by life right, which happens. So I haven’t been in much of a space to write. Life flow, I am sure I will get back there.


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