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| Luna by Kenneth A. Elliott High above in a sea of black All aglow from light shining back; The cool night breeze sweetly sweeps O�er the dark, moist pines in the forest deep. Luna�s light veils stars so bright; Her gleaming beauty�s a wondering sight. Black twirling water of the river below Captures her beauty in its flickering flow. A world suspended in blackness above Passes through history as the aegis of love. Each month her face grows full and bright: She pulls the Earth with all her might. All manner of creatures on Earth do feel The effects of her grip; great power to wield. The seas are pulled to and fro Like the bodies of men, wherever they go. Strange feelings and actions all abound When Luna�s full face comes around. Actions and thoughts markedly change: When she smiles, men become strange. Full moon Chomedey, Qu�bec June 4, 1993 |
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