The Moon

In the dark

In the cold

In the sky

I can fly

I am old

But I can see

For miles

And miles

I am silver

I am gold

I am white

I am blue

I am rock

I am chaste
I am time

I am truth

When twilight falls

among the stars

I sit and tinker

with your moods

I hear your thoughts

I move the tides

I am your God

I am your Muse

I can be fire

I can be war

I am the daughter of Zeus

But tonight

there won't be light

'cause I can't shine

without you

Patricia Barber, Mythologies