The Moon That Remembers

The Moon That Remembers

She watches still, though none can see,
A witness carved in silver sea.
She knows the steps you have not danced,
She holds the fate you thought was chance.

The moon remembers every vow,
Even the ones unspoken now.
She marks the night with secret signs—
And waits beneath your silent lines.

You cannot lie to light so old,
It bends around the truths you hold.
A mirror hung in endless sky—
Reflects not face, but asking why.

When shadows stretch and stars fall through,
She’ll lift her veil and call to you.
But only those who lose their name
Will hear her voice and not go lame.

The moon remembers every vow,
Even the ones unspoken now.
She turns her face, and in that glance—
You’ll find your truth… and second chance.

She does not forget.
Even when you do.