In the Company of the Moon

In the company of the moon, H. tells me:

“Come, woman–here is shelter from the rain ampersand sun, to warm your coldness and dry your dripping self. I have brought these to ease your mind.”

But, a perpetually stubborn, broken woman am I:

“No, H. I rebuke your compassion and love and block out all rays of your light. I refuse to accept everything for which I beg. I’d rather be here yelling for shelter, warmth, and dryness than actually receiving my heart’s desire.”

But, never deterred, H. is a’glee.

“I like to play with you too.”

and by my side he remains today.

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