I love you because your rays fill with delight
what I radiate in the eve is a golden smile glow
the stars twinkle and blush nightly because they know
I respect you becasue you rise high in the sky
my shape in the night a reflection you see
is more of yourself and so much less of me
Sometimes as I rise I ask the question “why”
I’m merely a mirror of your glorious rays
I cast a few shadows you lighten each and every day
We look at each other across celestial sea
we put in the sky for the world at the start
I a dusty old orb and yours a radiant heart
The Poet’s United Midweek Motif prompt for this week is Sun in celebration of the March Equinox.
penned in moon dust 
Oh my, such eloquence in words and pictures.
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You always say the nicest things Hanne
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The world can always use more of that and I think you know, it is genuine and comes from my heart.
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Beautiful.
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Thanks so for your visit
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Beautiful pictures and the poem is awe-inspiring!!
Love,
Sanaa
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Its been great to meet you – thanks
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I love this poem! Poor old moon, but at least she’s a happy old orb! I have the feminist answer to this poem here: http://susanspoetry.blogspot.com/2012/11/moon-speaks.html
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Forgot to mention your marvelous photos which capture light so brilliantly.
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Ha indeed the moon is a fanciful (old and young) creature – but I must confess she has the hots for the sun 🙂
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Leslie, this is a beautiful beautiful poem. I especially love the closing lines. And your photos are spectacular. Wow! Such glory!
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She’s smitten I tell you!! Thanks Sherry and for all your wonderful help this week.
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Beautiful photographs!
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Thanks it was hard to chose the ones I wanted seems I have quite an album
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Awesome! Keep up the good work!
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Felt a warmth as I read these lines…very much enjoyed the poem.
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Ah the rays of spring…
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Leslie your photographs are awesome. Your poem about the sun and the stars is a grand depiction of your poetic ability:)
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Ranu – you are such an encouragement
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How lucky poets are to have both sun and moon to inspire them. We give them feelings echoing our thoughts while others stare at the ground. Beautiful!
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So true one are both are always there to inspire
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Just love this! So beautiful!
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Thanks
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“I a dusty old orb and yours a radiant heart”…aww..isn’t the old lady a bit jealous?…beautiful poem Leslie….love the photos…amazing they are…
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Nope – smitten
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Oh, this is gorgeous!!..Both the words and the pictures!!
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What a wonderful flow this has…yes..the last line is divine..being a dusty old orb could be a good thing..think of all the knowledge held in that dust!
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yes I agree the dust is reflective of quite a span of time
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beautiful photos… the sun also lifts our emotions… doesn’t it
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I guess if I had to choose it would be the sun
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Wonderful poem and those photos are awesome!
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Christy thanks for your visit today – I really appreciate it!!!
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loved the photos and adore the first line. it immediately captivated me.
ps
i think you misspelled “because”
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The pic are stunning as is your poem. A lovely read
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Beautifully described.
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How wonderful it must be to take fabulous photos and immerse them in beautiful poetry.
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Love the sunny reflection in your words, in the relationships, and adore the photos!
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For a dusty old orb you write dazzling poetry. Lovely !
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