The Moon's Child

I am the moon’s child
Born gasping at the inception of time
Bursting from the lake of her reflection
Surrounded by nature
By the deer,
The wolves,
And their families.
The months are ephemeral
I watch her
First
A full, breathing orb of light
Slowly hunching over
Whimpering silently as the stars care for her
The stars are my sisters
The sun my big brother
Who often comes to scare them away
And burn my naked flesh
The trees my only shield
Even in the misty twilight
As I watch my mother give herself to death, endlessly
We’ve lived a thousand lifetimes
Each a temporal, fleeting, ethereal moment
Barely perceptible
As infinity consumes us
My breath becomes shallow
The hollow sockets of my eyes
Fixated on the skies
Meanwhile,
The forest flourishes and rots
Is born and decays
While I look on
Endlessly
Innocent