Lunar Guidance

The moon’s soft feather touch
Caressingly lingers upon her skin
Not quite the intoxicating radiance

Of a love moon
Nor, the aloof distance of
Cold and lonely moon

Just the pale embrace of a
Patient guardian moon
A moon, content to watch

Satisfied with protecting
His most innocent charge
Seemingly, she is unaccompanied

This wandering child of the moon
Her passage goes unmarked, save
By this omniscient guide