LUNA
 

Now gazing up at heaven’s gate

      I ponder my lone plight

For one is all I’ll ever be

      just like the moon in flight.

Illuminated by the sun

      you send your reflection,

A messenger within the night

      of nature’s perfection.

What thought have you for me great one?

       What cosmic lines of  force?

Speak now, vast orb of renaissance,

      what keeps you on your course?

Have you spied upon lovers who,

      lost in fond embrace,

Found romance beneath your light

      and remorse in your haste?

Have solar winds caressed your cheek

      to soften memories

Of long ago when you were young,

      borne of spacial seas?

Now holding near your mother earth

      does boredom fill your day

Or are you wholly mortified

      and thereby cannot say?

Foolish poets covet thy realm

      with words to mystify

But I, My fine great glowing sage,

       shall not begrudge you sky.

I greet your prompt arrival

      as one might the morn

And would not have you otherwise,

      lest I too be forlorn.

Fear not eternal reservoir

      of mankind’s birth and death.

One day we both shall step aside

      and cease to gather breath

But I much sooner then yourself,

      my spirit set alite,

Shall remember you as you are,

      a phantom of delight.

~ Robert E. Browne ~

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