Moon Moments

Posted on May 6, 2012by apronheadlilly

As the moon gets its light from another–
another surer source,
a brighter blazing light,
so must I give over my smudged soul to Spirit’s light:
Shine forth!
Shine where I would have only cast shadow.

Of Moons and Me

Posted on March 14, 2012by apronheadlilly

 

A bleached disc, pocked and golden,
friend of lovers, harvesters, and sky-watchers,
constant in your silent ascent,
round and round a synchronous path,
you grant the same old singing face.
     Tide-puller and terrestrial-tracker,
     visible by day and dazzling by night,
     second brightest orb in the sky,
     you have no light to call your own
     except what you are given,
     except what you reflect of the noble blazing sun

. . . and thus should I.