Frosty Morning Under the Moon

A snow white moon hovered over frozen treetops. 

 Early morning fog met brilliant sun then crystalized on branches and tufts of leftover hay.

This ordinary Sunday morning became extraordinary 

as light, reflection and refraction

worked together to entertain and delight anyone 

who paused to watch.

I was one of those.

With the moon I became still

for a moment

and watched.