Moonbeams
The Sun is a star
that is burning bright.
Like a furnace
that gives off heat and light.
Like a beacon
emitting sunshine rays.
Like a torch in the sky
changing nights to days.
The Moon is a sphere
made of silent rock.
That orbits the Earth
like a cold round block.
No furnace or beacon.
No torch to run.
Those moonbeams have come
from the headlight Sun.
The Moon doesn’t shine!
It reflects instead.
Like cat’s-eyes at night
on the road ahead.
Like the glint of the Sun
on a tranquil lake.
Like your sparkling eyes
when a smile you make.
Celia Berrell
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #16
