Moon, The Secret Keeper


moon

Wishes and desires,
Just or unjust,
Born in the dark,
Crawl with a dance,
Demand the light.

I show my darkness,
Say they are true,
They are, in-fact,
I then,
Demand love.

I wait for answers,
Wait,
And wait,
I guess,
It’s going to be forever!

Like light flies,
Everything’s dying,
Even when dying,
Beautiful,
Still beautiful.

Moon,
My dear secret keeper.

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14 thoughts on “Moon, The Secret Keeper

  1. In my Aboriginal Ojibway culture Moon is Grandmother Moon who watches over us here in this world. I LOVE your poem because my Grandmother was my secret keeper for many years….
    Great poem…
    Sherri-Ellen 🙂

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