Yonder Moon

O yonder Moon, you weep your crystalline tears
into the velvet mist that is night,
hiding behind gauzy veils of sadness,
shielding your vulnerability,
as the universe observes your nakedness.
The faces you show lend themselves
more to your mystery than to my
determined enlightenment.
You, sister of the sun, rule your domain
in silence and cool serenity,
yet commanding oceans to do your will.
A shyness that transcends
your power endears you to my imagination,
intriguing me with your contradictions.
You do not speak to me loudly
so I might hear you....
Instead you speak to me softly
so I might listen.
And as you fade into the dawn
of brilliant brushstrokes,
you bid an almost silent farewell, but
for the whispering of a gentle
promise to return
in dewy shades of companionship,
shimmering in starlight,
bathed in those crystalline tears
of our shared honesty.