Candles on Shore

Beautiful moon
hidden from the wooded path
can not light the way.
Shade trees
cast midnight shadows.
Dark water moving slow
like molasses in the night, sluggish and dark
where daylight had shown clear but deep.
Wading across seems longer now.
So easy to be turned around, lost,
Until a friend arrives with a candle.

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