Dark outside of the bright inside <br />The moth waited <br />On the glass pane <br />In the door. <br />Thou shall not covet, Moth <br /> <br />As I opened the door <br />The moth insight <br />Incited the moth <br />To flap to chaotic <br />Fly for exotic locations <br /> <br />The crack of the door, <br />The hinged <br />Was now open <br />And the moment arrived <br />For the moth. <br /> <br />At once <br />The moth focused <br />And the winged wondered forward <br />Through the crack <br />And was successfully inside. <br /> <br />The air smelt <br />Like paint <br />On the inside <br />And I recognized <br />That the bright inside <br />Was a truly dangerous place <br />For a moth to reside <br /> <br />I opened the door again <br />And blew so hard upon the moth <br />That with the aid of my breath <br />The moth tripped and tumbled <br />From the bright inside <br />Back to the dark outside, <br />Through the very crack <br />He came in from. <br /> <br />I closed the door <br />And watched <br />Anxiously <br />Through the door’s glass pane, <br />Looking <br />From the inside <br />Out.<br /><br />R.J. Bevans<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-moth-meets-the-inside-out/
