Just Look, You Still Stand
I watched the moon,
As she stood in solidarity with the sun,
In the in between hours of day and dusk.
I wondered if she ever feels out of place—
Away from her starry skies,
And nights of deep infinite blue.
For she found herself in a place,
Where she wouldn’t normally stand,
Yet, she held herself,
With innermost poise,
And unmoving grace.
The world moves,
She still stands.
You still stand.
Image via Taylor Butters