Magically rising over mountain peaks
in a darkening blue sky,
the full moon glows luminous.
Its ascent through tree branches
creating patterns, faces, a Rorschach test
changing as it goes.
Each night, it grows, changing shape,
waxing to its full beauty.
I’m never disappointed.
As the moon shines,
and lights up my world,
I love knowing that someone else,
far, far away, is admiring it too.