you are the moon - the hush sound
shadows all around you as you surface from the dark
emerging from the gentle grip of night's unfolding arms
darkness, darkness everywhere; do you feel all alone?
the subtle grace of gravity, the heavy weight of stone
you don't see what you possess, a beauty calm and clear
it floods the sky and blurs the darkness like a chandelier
all the light that you possess is skewed by lakes and seas
the shattered surface, so imperfect, is all that you believe
i will bring a mirror, so silver, so exact,
so precise and so pristine; a perfect pane of glass
i will set the mirror up to face the blackened sky
so you can see your beauty every moment that you rise
& forgive her,
that austere self.