In this poem, the moon as the only inspiration, @johnjgeddes! The great lady of the night makes her appearance and illuminates everything. I keep the epigraph of Emily Dickinson: to live is everything. You don't need one more task, one more job, one more fun to live. Living is enough. I feel you waning moon and I want to see you full moon, new moon, poet. We're looking at the same moon, so I'll go with you. Hugs for you.
So perceptive of you, Nancy, to conclude the crescent Moon more closely resembles a bird with outstretched wings veering through the treetops.Bravo!