Out in the moonlight
The trees are glowing white.
They are fully dressed and await the wind’s call.
But the wind is a shy girl at four in the morning,
And she does not come out to play.
Dawn slowly tip-toes, blueing the sky.
I am lost on a path so familiar.
Does darkness lock up my eyelids
With a key that only belongs to dawn?
I sneak by buildings,
They seem unrealistic against the early light.
Windows lit here and there, like the fading stars.
My footsteps are shaky,
My voice –the only echo remaining in the world.
The sun rows the moon across the sky, claiming its throne.
And I step into the day drunk with awe.
Copyright © Stephanie Cui. Originally published on Poets.ca as the winner of the 2018 Jessamy Stursberg Poetry Prize, junior category.
Stephanie Cui moved to Canada from Shanghai in 2014. Now she is a 9th grade student in Vancouver, Canada. Reading and dancing are her hobbies. Stephanie loves writing the most, especially poetry, and does it in both English and Chinese. She is extremely happy to receive recognition and encouragements for her writing.