But her [the moon's] radiance grew,
and the stars themselves did envy her.
Yet she gave of herself freely,
turning envy to love.
So that they did dance,
the stars with the moon,
happily overhead,
for all to see.

jeffreyfreeman.me/initiation/

For other #poetry readers this is one verse from the lovely full poem linked by @freemo

Is this ever up my street, I could read love letters to the Moon all day.

@wordsmith It was in reference to my girlfriend at the time who is now an Ex but also my best friend, we are very close.

I had always and still do associate her with the energy of the moon, and the symbolism is in several poems I wrote inspired by her at the time.

Thanks for enjoying and sharing.

@mur2501

@wordsmith

I really need to get back to writing poetry... I was getting half good when I last left off (started pretty bad though).

@mur2501

@freemo I find I can only write when a muse crosses my path at the right time. Sometimes a verse, a scent, or spotting the Moon rising into the night sky.

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While I have not met any muses since her (though i had one or two prior) I always found the same. My poetry comes out and is only as good as the muse for whom I write.

@mur2501

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