Moon Music

I keep my treasures locked away
deep inside my chest,
where no one can
break them.

There they reside in quiet,
peaceful and soft,
where they shine brilliantly
just for me.

Share them, I’m told. But why?
They writhe under the hard sun,
too delicate to dance
in starlight.

So I keep them in my moon,
light diffused,
where they sway to the
rhythm of the tides.