To Be Moonlike

Once I fell deep into the gaze of the moon,
Captured by its sheer beauty and grace.
“My light is but loaned to me,” she said -
“You should not aspire to be merely the mirror
That relies on some sun’s grace to create your own.”

It was that night my eyes were opened:
All that I knew, my life, my own self -
They were reflections of that greater force around me.
I had no light of my own; I could not shine alone.

Yet I was not disconcerted -

If to be like the moon is to radiate to the world
The positive light I receive,
Then let me borrow that and shine proudly.