With powers almost magical –
mistress of the sea –
you cast your spell on earthbound lovers
and stir the blood of space-bound brothers.
The heaven’s night Cyclopic eye
(sent by the Gods on us to spy?)
you are, at times, so fickle, shy….
At others – like a teasing, novice stripper –
you veil yourself in gauzy clouds,
revealing tantalizing glimpses,
until curiosity is aroused.
And then, when flimsy vapour vanishes,
you show yourself, so full, so proud;
so certain of your future,
unlike the trembling. earth-bound crowd
By Joy Lennick