Quietly Brilliant by Sylvia Agamah


Oh, the Moon.
Ready and poised to wax or wane,
Lady Moon.
You roll on to perfect gain.
Half Moon.
Is your incompleteness healing pain?

Lady Moon, are you tired?
You look so pale.
Art thou quiet for weariness?
Oh, you gentle wander
Until you slowly fade.

Dear Moon, 
quietly brilliant.
Does the world know
While she sleeps at night
That high in the dark sky
Watches a silver glow
Until she wakes to daylight?

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