Sonnet To The Moon

The lunar disk that paces cross the sky
White luminosity through blackness speeds
Behind the clouds of grey and darkness shies
Controlling waves she summons ocean’s needs
Celestial body gleaming rays of white
In synchronous rotation shows one face
A natural satellite that shines so bright
Ecliptic pathway circling with grace
Yet throughout time tis said that a full moon
Will influence with madness so perplexed
And warp the mind to waver out of tune
To leave each man and woman over vexed
       Still marvel at our moon less dare profane
       As lunar phases wax before they wane

Image used courtesy of BenDJ Photography © 2014

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