I think the Moon knows
I'm watching Her
Because sometimes,
She leaves me presents
It may sound silly
But I've got a jar full of Her secrets
That I keep in a lockbox under my bed
The pass code; Luna
So I'll praise Her title
Each time I uncover
The hidden gifts She's given to me
Purified droplets of moonlight.
The size of a jewel
The weight of a diamond
The glow of an angel
The shine of a star
The Moon probably knows
I'm watching Her
Because sometimes,
I find a drop
In the bud of a flower
Sometimes,
in the pit of a well
Sometimes,
in the cave of an animal
Sometimes,
in the crack of a rock
Sometimes,
in the hollow of a tree
Sometimes,
in the current of a stream
And on the rarest of occasions
I'll find Her lodged between the pages
Of my notebook
I've collected a dreams worth of gems now
So whenever I find myself,
Lost.
- Swallowed by the void -
I'll have enough moonlight in my jar
To ignite the darkest of days
And the presence
of Her presents
Will go unnoticed by no shadow
Or creature of the night.
Luna knows I'm watching Her.
I'll continue to gaze from below
And let no stone go unturned
So when the Moon drips again
I'll be there to catch Her
Another crystallized droplet of a blessing
To tuck away
In the box under my bed.
Jan 19, 2018
Jan 19, 2018 at 7:07 PM UTC
I think the Moon knows
I'm watching Her
Because sometimes,
She leaves me presents
It may sound silly
But I've got a jar full of Her secrets
That I keep in a lockbox under my bed
The pass code; Luna
So I'll praise Her title
Each time I uncover
The hidden gifts She's given to me
Purified droplets of moonlight.
The size of a jewel
The weight of a diamond
The glow of an angel
The shine of a star
The Moon probably knows
I'm watching Her
Because sometimes,
I find a drop
In the bud of a flower
Sometimes,
in the pit of a well
Sometimes,
in the cave of an animal
Sometimes,
in the crack of a rock
Sometimes,
in the hollow of a tree
Sometimes,
in the current of a stream
And on the rarest of occasions
I'll find Her lodged between the pages
Of my notebook
I've collected a dreams worth of gems now
So whenever I find myself,
Lost.
- Swallowed by the void -
I'll have enough moonlight in my jar
To ignite the darkest of days
And the presence
of Her presents
Will go unnoticed by no shadow
Or creature of the night.
Luna knows I'm watching Her.
I'll continue to gaze from below
And let no stone go unturned
So when the Moon drips again
I'll be there to catch Her
Another crystallized droplet of a blessing
To tuck away
In the box under my bed.
Request permission to use this poem