I love to wander under the stars but the moonlit nights are best. I’d wander down to the river fabricating stories about my unknown neighbours as I passed their isolated rural houses. They were usually all curled up in bed asleep.
But one was always up, the house lit bright and music pounding out loud. Decided she was an artist working late at night when her muse ignited. Later found it was a single man missing his daughter who was abroad. We never know what another’s gone through as the moon shines down to guard our sleep.
moon beams bright shedding
light on this spring night showing
us another way …
aroused 
Thank you very much for tapping on the sleeping part of my fragile memory about the time when I used to watch over the hide and seek play between the moon and clouds on the summer night skies.
It was definitely more than special for me 🙂
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Oh the magical, mystical, beautiful moon🌜🌜
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One never knows what an individual is going through. Hope, the moonlight carries with it. Showing us a path. Beautiful read.
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True that…every one have their reason behind what they do…
True that moon has attracted and inspired since ages…people…relationships and poetry…
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True..
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You got me thinking…we never know what someone is passing through.
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ohhh dear kate i love your haibun… and yes we never know what story lies beneath the moonlight.
P. S. haven’t seen the moon for a while now.. with the towering building around me the sky isn’t in my view..
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Moonlight can be so much better than the sunlight in ways we cannot define. It’s darkness helps you find a part of you missing , helps in thinking about that needed your attention , things you once didn’t care much about
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Beautiful images, and a great lesson on the importance of learning not to judge.
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As a kid we played a game where we made up stories about the people living in the houses near my grandmother… The truth was often stranger than the fictions we imagined!!
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Beautiful! There is something about the moonlight… Sparked a wonderful poem for you! And so true…we never really know what someone else is going through.
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Under the moon we are all together… but we can merely guess never know.
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It’s hard to know the pain behind closed doors: your haibun makes that moonlight discovery illuminating indeed.
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An exquisite haibun …. your haiku took my breath away.
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“We never know what another’s gone through” …so true Kate. 🙂
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Such a cute little poem, Kate. We will never know what goes on behind people’s minds. Let us all walk and fly with the moonbeams.
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Lovely and thought provoking as always, I love walking under the stars…
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We are always telling stories to ourselves about what we see, and the moon enhances them. (K)
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You drew me into your moonlit walk and neighbor’s story, Kate. I like the rhyme and enjambment of your haiku too.
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I really like the line, “We never know what another’s gone through as the moon shines down to guard our sleep”. Let all get their share of happiness.
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Ah, the moon on the river, a beautiful sight to stimulate the imagination!
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‘We never know what another’s gone through as the moon shines down to guard our sleep.’ Absolutely true: it’s easy and even fun to make up stories, but often the reality is much harder to imagine. I love your haibun with the moon ‘showing/us another way.’
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So true, we just don’t know.
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We never do know or can know.
Sending sunshine and sparkles…
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Very nice Kate. You are right, we never know what is going on in the lives of people behind the walls. Well done.
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[…] one belongs to myself and Meg, though it was originally inspired by Kate, here who, in turn, found her inspiration from D’verse, here. In this case the subject is the […]
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Soft and gentle spirit here, Kate.
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We really don’t know the story of the other person. Loved the environment created by your poem.
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this is so beautiful……….I love walking at night and I always wonder what others are doing and I pray for those I feel who need it……and as you pointed out, you just never know what others are going through………..
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Is there such a thing as a double haiku? I’m too lazy to do he whole haibun thing
Missing you so much
Nights under the moon and such
So close I can touch
Your skin with my mind
Let this night the moonlight find
Us. Two of a kind
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It’s beautiful
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Gee … thanks.
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A playful write
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“We never know what another’s gone through,” .. this resonates deeply with me. The entire haibun is poignant and filled with the fragrance of assumption vs truth. May we be more kind to each other! 💝
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Amazing photo, I love moon lit nights too and your post is very thoughtful and beautiful. Happy to get to read your post after long, have been away, hope you are well!
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Lovely.. photo and haibun.
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Yes, so true! Lovely capture too!
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I read your poems with a smile on my face: they profess what it means to be human in this space given to us. Humbling just!
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You’re right…we never know.
Beautiful photo and haibun pairing, SweetKate!
You know I love my late night walks to commune with the moon, to meditate, to breath. 🙂
(((HUGS)))
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Awesome photo and haibum, Kate! ❤ Life never ceases to amaze and surprise us. Many times our assumptions about other people prove to be incorrect! It happened to me just today. 🙂
.All the best! Cheryl
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And THAT is how it’s done!
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This is such an interesting perspective, and the moon glistens as it always does in its mystery. You communicate this essence well, Kate. I enjoyed reading your piece. ❤ It's beautifully written.
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A poignant witness of one wanting to share just one more moondance. Wonderfully done!
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You say so well what the moonlit night ispires to you. T
The photo is grandiose and your haikusays the all of your thoughts in some words.
Thinking of you, here is ” Clair de lune ” ‘ (moon light in English ) by Bethoven
Love ❤
Michel
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Ahh Kate, the moon can do funny things to ones imagination in the small hours of the night…… a wondrous Haibun Kate…
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Yes, we never know.
Love your haiku.
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