Blue Moon When Shadowed

life when ripples by the breeze across one’s time and space pains and pleasures when in stream as the two sides of a coin together yet it intones by the path when trudged both when resourced hand in hand nothing to blame by the reeks of raving when cruised by the storm in smack day yet never riles on by the storm in grief happens to happen by the bliss when blessed as the each shares the quota of quantum when limited short by the truth absolute nothing to fear stuffing the thought ill when milling around by the sorrow as the rose never befuddles by the dark deep even when chilled by the gripping snow horse when gallop by the courage patience when spins off by the grace waiting onto the rising sun by the day glow yet tunes tomorrow by its warmth searching upon the blue on the milieu of love yet feeling of bruised when gloomed smut red may not lead the scarlet to love of rose when youth of night is calling nearer by the glaze to gleam even by the shadow hope of love and peace by the living when in quest knocking at your door wait onto the moon when dazzling on hill top the rainbow when razzle by the dream of colors