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


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