Jeffrey Hull

Luna

The moon that gazed upon Jurassic shores,
Cold-eyed and pocked, and shines the same tonight,
Looked down upon the ancient dinosaurs,
And sheds with equal disregard her light
On us. Once, travelers saw her orb and prayed
That beams above might drive the shadows back
And shepherd them in safety, fears allayed,
'Til brilliant Sun could burn away the black.

Now we return the moon's indifference
And marvel not what time and change has passed
From when arose her first magnificence;
But when the end of Man has come at last,
As sunlight fades and night eternal falls,
The ageless queen still walks her starry halls.


© 2005 Jeffrey Hull