Love Letter to the Moon

For Becky - By Grant Eagar

Prompt: Picture of a sunset with the moon rising. 

I wrote this poem in the Philadelphia Writers Workshop in 2010.  I was working 2000 miles from home, my wife and kids were in Layton, Utah. She had to deal with the kids all by herself. I thought of her while I was writing this poem, and the heavy burden she had to carry. Expediency is such an awful mistress.

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 Picture from  http://tadbeer.deviantart.com/art/SUNSET-MOON-334734944

Dearest Moon,

            I’m almost gone. Soon, all that is left is my glow upon your face.  It has been a long-long day. I’ve finished carrying my burden and must soon go to my watery bed. I know the night will not be dark because you’re shining bright.  Just a few more minutes, and I’ll depart.  My gleam is my farewell kiss for you; to keep your heart warm until I return on the morrow.  Remember my setting during the long hours of darkness when you must be all that lights the sky. Oh, that my glow may warm your heavy heart and dry your tears. 

Oh, fair one, the gift I have been given: a dream of our reunion. Dancing once again across the sky, encircled in each other's arms. I dream that the embrace we share when we meet again will never be broken. I dream that the night will fade away and I will wake to your smile.  When I see your face again, I know a new and glorious day is upon us. 

            Cruel are the guardians of fate that keep us apart. These guardians are the choices we make. What once seemed important is now foolishness. A high price to pay for being apart. We dream of a day when we’re no longer separated, but for now, our kisses are just for an instant in passing, and our hugs just for a moment. We must rely on our dreams to fill the gaps, heal what is broken, and redeem what is lost. 

Before I disappear into the sea with my last flash of light, I give you all my Love. 

The Sun 

P.S. Until we meet tomorrow, I send you my kisses to be carried by the stars.