A Sun and Moon
by Nicolette Gascon

The sun hides behind clouds,
The moon behind the stars.
How many secrets do these two
Great beings know?
Yet, in time, the secrets will show
In man's terrible heart.
First of all, to start my tale,
A mysterious, waving glow.
The moon, some say, is a demon,
But they have got it all wrong.
The moon, in fact, is a gentle soul,
Giving everyone her healing light.
The sun, however, is not the same.
He comes with a prideful show.
He glitters and gleams in such a way
We humans are blind
To stare into his bright face.
Beware, my world, of the sun.
He may harm you in such a way
You could turn blind and never return
To the life you once had, the joy, the laughter.
All this may fade away.
As dangerous as he is,
He still is quite kind.
He gives up his light
To keep us safe, warm, never cold.
He melts the hate in the great wide world
And helps the peace thrive and grow.
My tale, however, has no end
And I have run out of time.
I can no longer tell
The great winding tale.
But you have a life to live.
So go on, good luck, and remember
To always give and give....