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
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