Moon Sister

I Am the Moon,

but do not give the sun

to My ‘abusive brother.’

If you say that I Am battered,

bruised by violence,

remember I Am also

self-healing, waxing wise,

and full of radiant purpose.

Yes, I reflect the sun.

I Am a mirror

of eternal light/eternal dark,

cool spark of cosmic fire.

I center Harmony,

keeping feminine time.

I Am a womban’s face,

the face of change,

shining a light of dream,

of self-respect,

of hope.

© Tamara Rasmussen 2018