I Contemplate The Moon Poem by Phil Soar

I sometimes contemplate the moon
Wonder how it controls me
Seeks out my sensitive moods
And plays with my emotions

I sometimes watch for comets in the sky
And wonder where their journey ends
No matter how they hurtle by at speed
Eventually the life ends for them

Standing underneath a willow tree
Through strands of branches I see darkness
And the stars shine bright for me
As around them, the universe dances

I sometimes contemplate my fate, and I
Become unsettled by the doubt I feel
But still the moon has control over me
And without it, nothing else seems real