Under the moon’s seductive spell,
I watch the stars tremble in the sky;
I wonder if she can make them tell,
Of the mysteries that in their midst do lie.
What splendid secrets do they hold?
What thrilling tales lie untold?
What tantalizing treasures do they conceal?
What eclectic emotions do they feel?
What succulent songs do they sing?
To what cosmic music do they dance?
Do they know the answers to everything?
Can they separate fate and chance?
They make beautiful patterns in the sky,
To which much meaning we give;
Are they joking or do they lie
Or can they really help us better live?
Shielded by space and cloaked by time,
They puzzle, baffle and beguile,
Someday, in kindness, I hope they give me the key,
That vanquishes their veil of mystery.
-Written in Dec 2010
Dancing Tides 