Reflections in a Strawberry Moon

In twilight, dreary dreamy eyes casted overhead
to behold my twinned essence hanging in the sky  
For upon one eve, in spring  
nature’s season of abundant reawakening  
my spirit moon shall rise  
 
Strawberry, sweet and succulent  
perfect harmonious blend of innocence and sensuality  
To dance across the sky with Moon,  
two sided lady of mystery and intrigue  
securely snuggled, blanketed in stars  
coziest when cradled in darkness  
radiance abounds, inner glow attracts,  
magnetic pull even dictates the tides.  
 
Luscious berry, only fruit displaying it’s  
soul upon its flesh, seeds unsheltered  
bravely embracing, exposing vulnerabilities.  
In opposition to the lunar cowardess,  
greedily and shamefully hiding her dark side  
 
Conjoining with the haunting illuminations of the moon  
Bearing it’s soul for all  
to gaze upon moonbeams of wisdom  
bought by way of existential suffering  
proudly presented amongst the constellations  
While humbly inviting bystanders to rummage for tokens of inspiration and borrow strength, graciously lending resilience  
 
Oh majestic strawberry moon  
as eyelids heavy, awaiting sleep  
taking your sights in deep  
I honor thee  
For within you, I see  
glimpses of myself and the poet within me