Content to go nowhere fast.
Holding this orbit,
Meant to last.
Sun stands still,
All else moves.
Time may ebb and flow,
Depending where you stand.
Different paces,
Occupying different spaces.
So I as Brother Moon, will give my best,
Lighting the dark along with the stars.
Sometimes I may be half here,
Quarter, sliver, gone, not for long.
Wait out my dark and I'll wholly shine.
So even when I'm not 'round,
You can still seek me out,
And don't wait to make myself known:
But wherever you roam
I won't be far from home.
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