I look upon the great shell glowing in the deep of the night
clouds adrift like misty ships on her soundless waters
stars twinkle like her light caught on the crest of a wave
pure in nature, pure in her giving and intent
though she bares scars on her skin
some deeper
some darker than others
pure and divine she remains
her mood changes as she waxes and wanes
wielding the tides, leaving them low or high as she pleases
she faces the earth and exhales her silver beam
she beholds a dark side not dark in nature but dark, for it is private
a part of her
that is just her own
for she gives so much