Moonlight Poem by Mary Champion

Magic, mysterious, mutable moon;
taking the passionate fire of the Sun-
absorbing the heat and the harm -
you do not burn, you are balm-
reflecting a cool and compassionate light,
illuminating the fearful night.

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Mutable moon, you are the mind,
you filter the turbulent pow'r of the core,
reason that sees, when emotion is blind;
help us perceive what the pain has been for.

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Luna et Terra by gravity bound;
held face to face till the answer is found.
Compelled to engage in this mystical dance
until we uncover the patterned advance.