Moon Rises

In the fall of the golden year scudding clouds sometimes conceal my pale face, silent and serene then lift revealing big and bright , orange and eerie the moon of harvest fall and Halloween Spring time comes dark and silent , I pass quietly thru cool , clear nights while flowers bloom and the rains warm the earth preparing the fertile soil for my pure white light On warm summer evenings, rising huge in the east, all orange and yellow I set sail over starry fields and follow the path of the milky way feeling young and mellow As I float among the cicadas and crickets weaving their magical songs of harmony and grace In winter I glide brightly thru endless sparkling diamonds set against the velvet black sky creating lovely scenes of frosted fields and snow covered forests Sleeping quietly and peacefully while the earth is at rest Thru four seasons I cloak my mother in warmth and pale shades of color and light lifting the darkness and lighting the way as I race swiftly thru the darkest nights