A Moth Life Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

What is this moth life?

To sleep all day
to hide from the light
the heat the warmth of the sun...

To awake with night
the night sounds night senses
to see by light of moon tread stellar stars...

To fly with dark air
still air night breezes winds
like dark matter currents of the universe...

To fly with celestial navigation
upon moon beams, or flickering stars these pulsing points,
guide your path, as you dance with radio waves, unseen in human unaided perception...


God created you in dull form
to mask your presence in daylight hiding,
do you see ultra violet, by night shapes humans are unaware of?

Do your eyes senses
detect dimensions of life humanity,
has never beheld, do stars whisper night secrets to you?

What secrets of nature
did God gift bestow upon you,
ultra sound radar, like bats to see with exceptional perception?

Do you perceive human civilization
do you care in your existence realities soaring,
naked bulbs glow like suns, draw you in like moth, to flame embracing?


So you burn fall in a moment
singed falling like meteor demons cast down,
out of heaven, but your innocent dust soul is freed by light?

Sometimes I too align to stars
twinkle atmospheric messages kindle my soul,
glimpse the unseen, contemplate alien consciousness, abundant unseen!


Copyright © Terence George Craddock