As the Sun makes her way across the sky,
the Moon rises to sweep her gaze over the World.
Her eyes are wise, speaking of the Past,
the Present, and foretelling the Future.

I did not listen.
I was foolish, and I still am.
I saw what was to come,
looking into my own eyes,
and I hated myself.
I had no clue...

"You speak the truth,"
I mutter as your gaze locks with mine.
Every night you show me more,
speaking without words through my open window.

Now I let you in.
Your light protects me.
It gives me wisdom, and insight to the World.
Now my ears are open to listen,
and my heart open to heal.

I send my vows to you,
the Moon, and hope that you
will keep them safe, out of harms way.

You whisper promises of what will come,
and all I can do is listen.
I grow stronger, because you have not lied to me.
And you never will.
I whisper to you my fears and secrets,
knowing that you are able to help.

Moonlight is a strange thing.