i. [Chanter]
Mother spent summer
evenings over
a fire bright
howling in chorus
praising the moon in
treasured chanting.
ii. [Longing]
When would her
time come
when she too
could join the
heart of the evening
song and dance
wildly with wolves?
iii. [Jealousy]
Trying to be
the moon goddess
that was within
her creator, longing
to paint rainbows
for the hearts delight.
Jealousy crept in corners.
iv. [Betrayal]
Darkness lept upon
Mother, her chant
was over- ruined
by a jealous
child, who is now,
by default
the goddess of
the moon.
Gold trophy winner
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