Monday Morning Mary: She Who Loves the Moon

She Who Loves Us

 

Monday Morning Mary: She Who Loves the Moon

She Who Loves the Moon
finds delight
in all things that traverse the heavens,
solid or ephemeral

She finds red swans in the sunset,
counts a thousand colors in the gain of twilight,
strings a necklace of jingling stars,
hears a lullaby in every leaf

How can we
who scurry inside our boxes and machines
experience infinity,
its mystery and beauty,
if we do not exit our created confines
and allow ourselves
to be surprised by the growing curve of the moon?

Without wonder
we wither.