Moon

The moon shines

inconstant star, be brilliant and ephemeral
I suggest to me words of love out of my mouth,
that are lost in the wind.

 

If you hear these words
too sweet and innocent for human ears
then listen to my Goddess of sadness,
I live in my dark world; where there is no light,
Nor is there love, or passion
but the only and inexorable
passage of time.