Crescent moon –
Half smile, like a shark's smile,
Curved like Hathor's horns,
Silver etched in the night sky.
I wonder why you smile,
Perhaps, at human antics,
At the whispering trees,
At the scurrying of rats,
At the couples holding hands,
And kissing lips.
Soon, you will wax into fullness,
Turning dark into light, dancing
Into the next cycle.
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