I wrote Was Night's Eye Upon Me back in 2009 from a night where the moon shone fully and perfectly through small bedroom window, illuminating me. It seems a rare occurrence and since that one, I am only aware of two other times it has occurred. Oddly, both were in the past month or so.
Was Night’s Eye Upon Me
11.7.2009
From my angle on the bed
The window,
A sliver above my head
But sliver or not
That it may be
No sliver of moon
Peeking in at me
Under full moon’s gaze
Was night’s eye upon me?
Not shy in her stare
Even my wife was aware
“Why’s she looking at you that way?”
“It is no wonder she hides by light of day.”
“I don’t know how I earned her stare,
And I’m not even sure
Just how long she’s been there.”
And in just the time
Of my reply
Between a split second
And the blink of an eye
My eyes returned
To that of the spy’s
As did those of
My curious wife
But much to both
Of our surprise
She had left without
A wink or goodbyes
She knew we were on to her
She knew we’d gotten wise