Clair De Lune

Governess of endless flowing tides Ancient Orb that mystifies Dusty ochre, bright hot white Cycling and glowing with borrowed light Cratered desolate dusty reflector, Yet invoking your own haunting specter Revealing all when heavily laden Ebony cloaking when waning maiden Luminous shafts caress and bathe The supple skin of lover’s raves Wondrous wishing talisman bold Wide-eyed children cup and hold Your gleaming form within outstretched hands All tiny grains of billowing sand Haunting compass; true and right For countless seaman through the night Ageless past and endless tomorrows Stalwart celestial illuminations borrowed Rest well within your firmament high From darkest sable to lapis lazuli Grace us again in coming night With opaque splashes Of Perfect Moonlight