5 January – Morning moon

A cloudy pink morning covers the East
but when I approach my western window,
the moon still shimmers her quiet sheen
like a pearl in an ocean dimly aglow.
It’s proper day now, after nine at least,
but the queen of the night still lingers,
clinging to her chance at daytime shine
as if nothing on earth could bring her
to accept her place is in the dark,
which of course is completely right,
for every morning, she is still there,
camouflaged by the sun’s greater light.
It’s a rare treat to see her like this,
a beautiful blushing morning moon,
but even now she’s poignantly pale
and will be lost to me far too soon.

5 January - Morning moon