We Are Kin With The Moon

I am sure of it

We are all magically attached

Connected, spinning along together in the way that family does

In my childhood bedroom, it would steal through the window

And drape me in a shining coverlet, lovingly, tucking me in, like so many other children, around the globe

I would snuggle down – under the moonbeams, smiling, as I drifted off to sleep

Now, no longer a child, it is the first thing, I look for in the night sky

Shining, majestic and proud – it makes my heart swell

With the perfect rightness, of the beauty of its silver light

On sad, cloudy nights, when there is only dark – I still stare in its direction

Looking to my heart’s eye to enjoy its full splendor, for it resides in me

Just, as we all keep our loved ones, deep within

We simply need to think of them, and there they are, smiling back at us

See the moon with every eye you have

Feel the deep, family affection in the soft glow that strokes your hair, your face – and gently traces storgic shadows, upon your smiling lips