Reflection Poem by Mel Mackie

My friend, you are the moon,
the mirror of the brightest star
that is the source of life.
You illuminate raindrops on the thorns
of the reddest roses,
with your borrowed light.
Be not afraid that it will fade.
After every sunset you will shine
and the oceans will dance with you.
The ever burning source will rejoice
in its constant companion:
you are there when it has gone.
As I rejoice that you are there
to make me aware of its reflection
when in the darkness, I feel its absence.