Elucidating Questions

At least the moon doesn’t ask of me

She just watches

Moon Mama

I’ve known her my entire life and I remember the first time

In the clearing through the trees

The stump in the centre trees cut down

Looking up

Up into the sky

Her full face

So large so round looking down

At me looking up

I knew I would love her forever

Never has she judged me

Always offering her cool kind light

We know it’s sunlight

But it has touched and rebounded

From the kind shield round

About to me

Where I see

Only gentle light and marked face

Held aloft in time and space

By invisible bonds that hold us all

She reminds me of someone I should call

Mum