Moonsong
A love note to a faithful companion through life
Hello, old friend. I see you’re turning gibbous for me again. You oblong pearl in the inky sea.
I trace your arc tonight Across my universe But I am lost to you—
Here, loving you, And weeping a little From my big blue marble.
Not sadness, at your Missing me But awe at your majesty.
I understand— Your journey is long And never-ending.
I do not mind—
Schedules must be met, Lovers need their silver, Dreams need their spark—
And cows must clear their hurdles!
But oh! to touch your hand— For a glance I'd come to you But for feet buried in the land,
Eyes lifted to you in heaven Hanging in silent orbit, Inspiring my dreams.
If you sent me your pillow, Upon which you dream— I'd trade you mine
And there we'd meet On some ethereal plane Frolicking in midnight stars.
Nevertheless, I am thankful for your grace And the hope with which I am filled
Each time you crest my horizon. Thank you for reflecting glory Upon my face,
And those I love.
I simply LOVE being in the moonlight. Especially on cool, clear nights like last night. I stand in the silver glow and fantasize about flight and drifting through the sky. Where would I go? Would it be cold?
That would be my superpower—flight. But, I could only do it at night. There would be some inane rule requiring reflected sunlight in the proper dose to be able to achieve levitation. Direct sun is too much. A new moon, too little. And god forbid I get caught mid-flight at sunrise.
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“May your seas be wide enough for wonder, your harbor always waiting, and your light never fail when another soul is searching.” – The Lantern Keeper