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Lady Moon
Sep 20, 2021
We woke up to the Lady Moon
It was 5:45 and the surroundings were still
She hung majestically in the robes of father sky
Her nourishing gaze filled us with hope
That sense of possibility that anything can happen
The oysters are at our fingertips
She was a beacon of guiding light
Directing turtle hatchlings into the ocean’s tender arms
Dawn’s rays arrived from the East
Giving pale yellow hues to the West
She lingered to witness the night turning to day
And as the day brightened and her look turned gray
She reminded us of her guiding presence
Available to us when we needed her
