The Moon
Everyone wants to be the sun
Big, bold, and bright enough to burn anyone who dares to soak in itsit's presence.
But me?
I choose to be the moon
A soft gentle reminder that even in the darkest times
There is still light
There is still hope
Always present even when unseen
Powerful enough to change the tides
Yet meek enough to allow itself
be viewed in all it's glory without hurting the eyes of it's onlookers
For before there was light, there was darkness
And once darkness creeps back into existence
The moon will be there to keep it contained until morning
And no matter how difficult a day full of sunlight gets
It is known that the moon is on it's way to serve as a guide back to light
I choose to be the moon
Coming in peacefully and quietly after being introduced by the setting of the sun
The sun serving as the opening act to my awe
Cooling the sands and waking up a portion of the world that has not been invited to the sun's festival of fire
You are safe here
I will not allow darkness to intimidate you
I will be the illumination you need to make it through the night
And I will stay during the day
Though outshined
Making note of who may need me most once the time comes for me to assert my control and make my existence known
Everyone wants to be the sun
Big, bold, and bright enough to burn anyone who dares to soak in itsit's presence.
But me?
I choose to be the moon