Moon Is innocent

What shines as moon is
dead rock,
in science theory coalesced
of material cast from earth
by the violence of ages
past.

Its surface cold,
at core, like earth,
the moon boils hot.
That is, perhaps,
why Shaman, priest and Gypsy claim
the moon has soul.
It does not.

The moon’s an empty mirror,
round, reflective…
staunch opponent to the
over-heated sun’s
hurled invective.
Between these two
are push, pull and season,
jealousy, love, myriad
treasons.