Patient Moon Poem by Christine K. Trease

The heaven touches the moon, which hangs patiently
awaiting the shining of a new dawn
Stars flicker out like dying embers
the watcher sees all

The sun awakes from the night born sleep
It floats in the sky, shining down upon the earth
radiating a tingling which warms the soul

The clouds transform the calm and wake the rain
evoking delicious desire beyond imagination
Cleanse the earth with voluptuous drops and heighten my senses
Remain with me
until the heaven touches the patient moon again