Poseidon Guards the Moon

 Poseidon Guards the Moon

I often watch—

from below, as you wax and wane,

As you hide and show.

How potent—

from above, well beyond my reach 

As you push and shove.

I swell and shrink

I rise and fall

I surge and ebb,

I rage and lull.

Deepest passions find peace

Beneath your silver sway,

Or apathy churns to threaten far shores,

While you play coy with clouds of grey.

But I don’t mind 

Being a vassal under your reign,

Let your reflection be my shrine to you,

Happiest at your mercy, I am swain.