The Moon Carries a Rope

A strange, eerie, black feeling of despair, I am lost, alone, no one seems to care except the Moon who appears and prepares. He throws me a long rope, yelling, "Catch hold!" Noticing my doubt, "Have no fear!" he scolds - "Believe!" I beam as unknown scheme unfolds. Watching down below as upwards we soar, I see Daddy and his friends - and Moon roars, "Look, they're searching!." as my hope I restore. Gently rocking mid air, the sky, my bed, Moon covers me with clouds' blanket, my spread. He lays me down on the path up ahead. I awake as my head they elevate "What's this long rope for?" one friend speculates. Starting to tell them, yet I hesitate... "I found it ... while playing down by the creek and followed it up to where this hill peaks." Begging, "Can I keep it?" my tale I tweak. February 18, 2020 Edward Ibeh's contest: Pick a Title 14, Tristitch In a literary context, the term felix culpa can describe how a series of unfortunate events will eventually lead to a happier outcome. fortunate fault.