He and She
William Butler Yeats
As the moon sidles up
Must she sidle up,
As trips the scared moon
Away must she trip:
“His light had struck me blind
Dared I stop’.
She sings as the moon sings:
“I am I, am I;
The greater grows my light
The further that I fly’.
All creation shivers
With that sweet cry
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Beautiful 🍁
Thank you for your comment. It is a beautiful poem. I am happy you enjoyed it. Have a wonderful day. Stay healthy. Stay strong. Ray
Wow that’s such a sweet reply! You too stay safe!-Melissa