I was lying there
minding my own business,
(right leg in plaster to the hip)
uninvited, You came into my room
heavily disguised as a thief
and in one gracious sweep of stealth
You grabbed all evidence of my personal identity
and melted into the night –
passport, driver’s licenses, documents,
credit cards, Filofax, address book, wallet,
money, foreign papers and currency
You left me as a paperless refugee
You left me enraged, frustrated, incredulous
but You never frightened me for one moment
and oh, look –
You forgot the moon, again.
Artwork: Ryokan’s Moon, Miriam Louisa Simons, ‘Wonderbox’, mixed media
4 thoughts on “the thief”
HA! You don’t have the moon all the time, during your day I have it!
How good’s that! Plenty of moonbeams for all us earthbound luna-tics … 🙂
wow… what a wonderful tale you’ve spun! I hope that you will consider sharing an offering for this year’s 4th annual gratitude word quilt. You can find information about the project and how to participate at the top of my blog.