Tell me the Moon

http://Devichandra.gaia.com — Sat, 09 Dec 2006 04:35:07 GMT

Tell me of the Moon, and her bright light. Her bright face, her sweet essence.

Tell me of the Moon and his high torch, his mighty dreams and his mighty face.

Let me know how you love the Moon and his/her smile, his/her gaze, his/her plight.

Always changing, always glowing, always reflecting the light of the Sun.

Never having his/her own method, own awareness, own direction.

But always that of the Guardian Sun, the guardian reign, the most High, the most Supreme.

The Sun allows for none of that because he shares the sky with the Moon and knows what she does to bring his light in the night.

Sally

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Tell me the Moon