Moon Rising
Ocean rising--such silent splendor--
she stains a golden passage on the waves;
blushing not, though borrowed brilliance
is the only light she ever gave.
Lesser celestial lamps, bright retinue,
honor her regal queenly estate;
yielding obeisance to her power,
seasons and tides bow at her gates.
Royally she rides the Milky Way,
stardust blithely trailing in her train;
lonely earth lovers, looking upward,
stabbed in their souls with longing pain.
Copyright, August 12, 2014
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