you follow the moon

I've watched you change with the moon,
you have distanced yourself from all that loves you
while the crescent wanes above,
I have felt you so fully even while millions of miles apart;
I gaze above at the rabbit, you'll see a man.
I have watched as you come back,
a vine rabidly growing up and alone,
in between and inside,
around everything you adore and need
and all the while,
that large beautiful light in the sky fills itself up more and more.
You are the mood, not the soldier in the sea,
to me, you are the moon.