I Asked the Moon

I asked the Moon
Why don't people care?
Her glow warmed my face
with ethereal
                          light
And she smiled the smile
of one who
knows
      (but won't share
      their secrets)

In frustration
                      I Cried
Does GOD really exist?
Her light dimmed
a sadness broke through
her eyes
 
Afraid of what her
Pity
might mean
I reached    o u t
as if to stroke her
sandpaper cheek and asked

Can we truly
    LOVE
one another?

She reached out
to hold me to her
chest, but I was
                          so.  out.  of.  reach.

Tentatively
(I whispered)
What does Life
      really mean?

                              Her arms retracted.
                    Her glow darkened.
          Her smile faded.
Her eyes closed.

The
Silence
was
Deafening.