twenty three

Sun and Moon

I once met the sun

And she was very bright

She always talked

She was a huge ball of light

She told me about the things

She sees throughout the day

And when I thought she was done talking

She suddenly had more to say

And when she left at dusk

I did not feel completely whole

And I realized all of her talking

Did nothing for my soul.

I once met the moon

And she was very calm

She looked at me as if she knew the secrets

That I held in my palm

She did not speak once

The silence brought me peace

It was as if her silence

Was fixing me piece by piece

And when she left at dawn

I felt something deep within me

And I knew her silence

Had set my soul free.

by Nadia