Shadow of the Moon

in the quiet warmth of mid-afternoon
I looked up to the sky
and through the brilliance of the sun
saw a half-whisper of gray
poking itself through 
the vibrant blue curtain
as a button through a hole -

in a world where no one is on time,
I wondered why it was
hours early for its engagement
with the evening -

I thought I might touch the moon,
so close did it appear,
but as with so much in this world,
it was a deception -

seeing the moon at eye's length,
I was reminded of the size of the universe
and that I am small,
my time short,
so I must make haste
to enjoy the full warmth of the sun
before night falls