The Man in the Moon
Speaks to me in song.
He beckons me to join him
High in the Northern sky,
To see the world from his lofty heights.

But Brother Moon,
I am the sea.
My nature is not soar,
But to reflect your light
Back to the heavens,
Dancing with the life
Of my eternal currents.

Your sister is content
To hear your song,
To feel your beams
Of soft, glowing joy,
And sends them each night
Back to you
With Love.

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