A Future Moon Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

A crescent moon is incomplete,
like looking at a promise
not yet fulfilled.
Looking at hope through the darkness,
yet only seeing an outline,
Imagining the completed image
and breathing life into it.
Life must be lived forwards.
Looking back we lose our compass
and chance tofall.
The future belongs to the brave
who believe…
believe in the promise of their dreams.
A fearful future draws down the shutters,
excludes benign longing
and childish chimera.
Be brave little ones in your reverie.
Remember to look at the stars,
and through the sable firmament
seek out the crescent moon.