Different Faces

As I walked to the bus stop Tuesday morning, 

I looked up to see the Moon straight ahead.

While the Sun's light reflected off the Moon on the left, 

the Night still held sway on the right, and I felt as though 

I was walking the line between morning and evening.

Every step took me towards daylight, closer to work and to

the people I spend my days with. 

As much as I enjoy their company and the work,

it has been missing one component - my muse.

Without him, the room where I work has been just a box

of some color. Yesterday, a co-worker asked if I'd seen him.

I hadn't. "But he's here, just around the corner!"

I looked over my shoulder and my little world lightened

by ten shades, weight lifted from my back, and the air sang.

Spring has come to my heart.