Capricorn super moon

Golden face
facing a lemon sky
the sun's descent
matched with
impeccable rising.

Attempts
to capture on film
the prestigious moment
fail. And I am late home.

Nothing can eclipse
however that golden
moment in the morning
when you said
we have something 
to tell you.

The lemony sky
turns umber
and I marvel
at the alternating
currents between
generations.

An old hippie 
celebrates son's
engagement.
The sun relinquishes
this latitude, the moon
looms largely
and I am reminded
of the dance

the formal steps
towards union
the matching
of rhythms
and returns.