Gold and then silver —
this lake under first the sun
and then the moon.

If you had been there,
if you had seen
that alchemy of light,

you would have wept
for the passing of the day
and then the coming of night.

We are so different!
I have tossed my gold
into the dark waters

while you’ve held onto yours —
and while I am the moon’s servant,
I won’t shed my silver tears

for her, or for you.
I am unadorned —
no jewels for me

as this alchemy dresses me
in precious shine.
Keep your day and your gold.

I have all I need —
naked under my moon
and stars.

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