The August moon has left us.
Time moves steadily on.
September nights are upon us.
Move on.
Travel the path that’s before you,
On a steady, unwavering, stride.
With a wink, and a smile, go forward.
Move on.
If the path should prove twisted and rough,
Should the sands beneath your feet shift,
Never waver, or wonder, or worry.
Move on.
Soon, the moon of September
Will fade away with the dawn.
The light of the morning will guide us.
Move on.~J.O.
