The Fingernail Of God

It was almost midnight and I had just retuned from work.

The heat of the day resonated like a voice into the night air.

I felt like the wildflowers of the field, worn, and wilted.

Exhaustion stole my feet as I again sought the comfort-

of my front porch swing to stave off the trials of the day.

Too hot to swing, too tired to even move-

I starred out across the woods listening to the sounds of the night.

That is when I saw it, the first sliver of the full July moon.

It peered at me through a tall oak, and I silently smiled.

This sliver of pale yellow also seemed to smile with me.

It was as if this speck of light read my mind.

It was like it knew what the full July moon meant to me.

It looked like a fingernail I thought….

Yes, it was the fingernail of God…a sign that dreams do come true .

J. Allen Wilson © 6-24-2009****Full Moon Productions 7/7/2009